The Irrelevant Nostalgia
This blog is written mostly tongue in cheek. Some points may be informative. Please provide your feedback.
If you suffer from self-irrelevancy, please seek professional advice.
Hello. Yesterday I went to a donor's office to pick up an iPod. The lady who gave it to me was about half my age. She commented on how small it was.
I replied these iPods are a big change from the huge radio-tape players I grew up with which were called "ghettoblasters" in those pre-politically correct times. My comment was met with a blank stare.
Why? This lady was not old enough to remember what I was talking about. To her my nostalgia was irrelevant.
What I'd forgotten in that short time was knowing who my audience was. It was a person who had to be polite to me, even though I was irrelevant. She had no interest in me, just in performing a task.
Irrelevant people should always think before talking, or better yet, not do either.
Regards,
Irrelevant
If you suffer from self-irrelevancy, please seek professional advice.
Hello. Yesterday I went to a donor's office to pick up an iPod. The lady who gave it to me was about half my age. She commented on how small it was.
I replied these iPods are a big change from the huge radio-tape players I grew up with which were called "ghettoblasters" in those pre-politically correct times. My comment was met with a blank stare.
Why? This lady was not old enough to remember what I was talking about. To her my nostalgia was irrelevant.
What I'd forgotten in that short time was knowing who my audience was. It was a person who had to be polite to me, even though I was irrelevant. She had no interest in me, just in performing a task.
Irrelevant people should always think before talking, or better yet, not do either.
Regards,
Irrelevant
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