I was walking back from doing some shopping today when I passed a young lady standing on the sidewalk in front of the subway station closest to my home. I’m no good at estimating ages, but I’m guessing she was in her late teens or early twenties. From my old-fart perspective, that puts her well within the young whippersnapper range.

As I passed her, she called out to a man about the same age as her. I assumed she knew him, but I’m not certain of that. Positioned several paces away from the man, she shouted, “Do you have a micro mini USB charger?”

I thought to myself, “Geez. My generation would never openly use that sort of language right out on the street when we were her age!”

Damned, I can’t believe how old I’m getting.