The “When I Was Your Age” Lecture . . . with a twist
Right Message, Wrong Messenger
“Pick you up from school?!? When I was your age, nobody picked me up from school. I had to take two city buses, wait outside for a transfer Uptown, and sit in traffic for an hour to get home from school.”
Undercutting the stern message above: the speaker wasn’t me or my wife, speaking to one of our kids, but son #1 — now almost 18 years old — rebuking son #2 (not quite 15) for having the temerity to ask him for an after-school ride.
Which means “when I was your age” wasn’t millennia ago, but way back in 2014, when son #1 was a high school freshman.
Inconvenient fact #2: I remember literally dozens of times when my wife or I drove son #1 to/from school, especially when he had to be there early or stay late.
That hassle came to an abrupt halt last year, with the addition of a (very) used car to the Kaplan household.
Reminded of those facts, son #1 picked up his brother.
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