There was a time when I was cool. I know there was. I can feel it like one of those distant memories that comes back to you with some clarity and you can glimpse it for a few moments, then it disappears. Unfortunately, now the level of my coolness is completely dependent upon the whims of my 14 yr old teen queen – and she sets the bar pretty high. Here is a recent conversation -
Me – “Hey, did I tell you that I now have 36k followers on Twitter.” TQ (teen queen) – ”That’s not really cool, Dad, you don’t even know those people.” Me – “Yes I do! They’re all my BFF’s!”
TQ – “You mean even those folks you swap messages with in Korea and the Phillipines?”
Me – “Uh, yeah! I’m good friends with all of them. We chat about how much we love K-pop like ‘Gangnum Style’” (I then begin to dance around the room like I’m riding a horse and sing the song.)
TQ- “Ok Dad, ok, …stop dancing, please please stop dancing ….. .I’m sure you are BFF’s with all your twitter followers (eyeroll). You should know there is a new acronym for folks like you on social media. It is S-M-H .”
Me- “Wow! Does it stand for So Macho & Handsome?” TQ – ”No….. it stands for – Social Media Ho.” Me – (indignantly) – ”No way! I’m not a Social Media Ho.” TQ – ”Well Dad, I didn’t make up the term. You better
do a little checking on the web and see if maybe you are one.” Me – “Challenge accepted.”
