Golden years

Hello!


Teenage years, God how I hate them!


So my oldest daughter has a day off today, she planned with her friends that they were going to hang out at the mall. I got no beef with that, but I got a beef with the way she was acting: she wanted help, but she didn't!? Yeah, at around 11 o'clock her friends told her where they were going to be, her first reaction was to let me google that thing to find out where it is. I told her that she could go to the mall and find it on the map there, worst-case scenario you ask somebody at the information desk. She looked at me with these eyes of "God your such a retard! Get with the times old man."

So I told her never to go on electric stairs because if they were ever to stop while she's on board she wouldn't know what to do. I can see her texting and calling people to find out how to get off the stairs, worst I could see her calling her oldest cousin and asking her if she knows the way to go down normal stairs and the other one answering: "I don't know, I've seen people on TV doing it but I think it's fake!"

Yes, she is that technologically savvy but she couldn't tie her shoes without Google it first, Velcro is the way to go!

Then she's confused on whether to take the bus or call her mother to give her a lift: "daddy, what should I do?" I told her that it wasn't me going to the mall but her and that if she needed to take the bus she should go and wait for it. But I don't know where it is she said, okay Google it pumpkin you'll find it, it's right there you pass there every day. So guess what happened? Dad here had to do all the research including at what time the bus was going to pass so that she could go and hang out at the mall, she didn't even use the bus, my wife came and picked her up!


And these are the years of friendship, I still have to deal with the boyfriend ones!


Have a great weekend people!