That moment in time...

[Geez Louise]

Hi All

I would like to recollect an event that occured yesterday, whilst I was in the Shopping Centre. I believe it is possibly a defining moment, where I have realised that the generation gap does exist and I am what the youth of today would refer to as an "Old"

Two young people noticed each other and below is a detailed explaination of what I encountered.

Girl: Hey. (Big smile)
Boy: Sup. (look around, stare at the ground)
Girl: O. (Shrugging shoulders)
Boy: K (looks around some more, looks at his phone)
Girl: You loning (looks at boy)
Boy: Olds (glances over at his mum)
Girl: Soz. (checks text message on phone)
Boy: ughrrg (kind of grunts)
Girl: Later (walks off with her friend)
Boy: Catch (continues staring at his phone)

What had I just witnessed? Was is some sort of communique between people? I felt like I was David Attenborough, working my way through the Concrete jungle to discover a well known, yet hardly ever listened to, in detail, species - known as - The Urban Teenager.

An often thought of mystical creature who only wanders from the confines of their cave (bedroom), where they appear to be in a sort of half hibernation, before entering the living area/kitchen periodically, where hunting and gathering takes place before returning to it's cave.

Anthropologists in years to come will be able to pin point the moment in time, where Humans beings returned to their ancient roots and began talking and interacting just like cavemen.


Same conversation in my day:

Girl: Hello (Persons name) How are you? (Big smile, direct eye contact)
Boy: Not too bad. And yourself? (looking straight at girl)
Girl: Good thanks. (still smiling, looking at boy)
Boy: Great to hear it. You are looking well (still making eye contact with girl)
Girl: Are you here on your own? (looks at boy)
Boy: No. I am here with my mum (glances over at his mum, smiles)
Girl: Oh, well I hope she doesn't make you try on clothes or something like that (giggles)
Boy: Me too (looks slightly embarrassed but smiling)
Girl: Well I have to go. Nice seeing you. Bye! (walks off with her friend)
Boy: You too. Talk to you soon. (walks over to his mum)

Surely our lives are not that fast paced that we must tear down the Englsh language to it's core. Where has the English language gone? Why does everything have to be shortened? Was is soooo urgent that we have to barely communicate?

Had I just had that moment in time...??

The moment in which I was turning into something, I have dreaded for a few years now...am I indeed turning into my parents!?!

Cheers
Col