This morning, after church, I stopped in on a conversation between two ladies. One is an older woman, I'm not sure how old, but I know she's a grandmother. I'd say she's probably in her mid-50s. The other girl is a high school student.
I stopped to comment to the high school age girl that she looked "kind of mopey... Is everything ok?" She told me that yes, everything was ok, she was just tired.
"Why? Were you up late last night?" the older woman asked her.
"Yeah, I went to a concert," the girl replied.
"Oh really? What concert?" the woman asked.
"Oh, you've never heard of them," she replied.
Well, I'm young, I'm cool. "Maybe I would have heard of them?" I asked.
"No, you've never heard of them either."
And then she refused to tell me! Can you believe that? Who in the world could she have gone to see that I haven't heard of? I'm cool!
I was tempted to say, "Try me. I know everyone, A to Z. Who was it, Arlo Guthrie? Billy Idol...?" But I know she would have looked at me like I was crazy.
I'm consoling myself with the thought that she probably went to... I don't know... her high school band's concert, to see the geeky flute-playing boy she has a crush on, and just didn't want to admit it because she was trying to act cool. Yeah, that's probably it.
Kids these days.