why did you show up....
Years and years ago after I had been on a bit of a traveling break (it's really called childbirth) I was amazed to discover that people were too busy using their computers to chat with other LIVE human beings.
Let's jump forward here about twenty years to last night when I went to one of the first concerts I have been to in years and years. What in the hell is wrong with people? (My dad taught me how to say that.) Seriously? Texting with your big phone so that I can see every word you write and so that half the concert hall is illuminated?
I finally tapped one woman on the shoulder and she quickly threw her phone into her purse and then sat with her arms crossed and unmoving for the next two hours. She was at an Eagles concert—how can you not move at an Eagles concert? I guess she missed her phone.
I'm not even going to go into the couple next to her who just about made a baby in front of us. I think a room may have been cheaper than the concert tickets.
There was a lot of grey hair at this concert and when I finally got everyone to behave I couldn't stop thinking about how we all looked back in the 60's and 70's when we were driving around in our Volkswagons and wearing bell bottoms and not texting every five seconds.
I know those were the days but I also know these are the days too—if only people would look up and see what's right in front of them.