The internet of my days.

Some people believe that the great social divides in this country center on rich/poor or the rising immigrant population.  Maybe they do, but for me the greatest divide is between those who have only known the information age and minimal customer service skills and those of us from the olden days.

We might have been badly informed back in the day, but we weren't clueless.  As nearly as I recall, anyway.

This is an actual conversation I had with a kid in an auto parts store the other day.  I was in need of a key, among other things and the store didn't have a blank for the key I needed..

Me:  Do you know of a locksmith shop in the area?

Kid:  Do you have a cellphone?

Me: Yes.

Kid:  You can use your phone to locate one and it will give you directions.

Me:  I don't have a smartphone.

Kid:  If you can find a phone book, you can find a listing in the yellow pages. Look under locksmiths.

Me:  I just thought you might know of one here in your neighborhood.

Kid:  I'm not from this neighborhood, I just work here.

Me:  Thanks.

Things in this blog represented to be fact, may or may not actually be true. The writer is frequently wrong, sometimes just full of it, but always judgmental and cranky