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 in the cold for a transfer, and sit in traffic for an hour to get home from school.”
–Overheard at the Kaplan kitchen table around 7:30 a.m. on a recent school day.
Undercutting the stern message above: the speaker wasn’t me or my wife, lecturing one of our kids.
Instead, it was 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 home.
Which means that “when I was your age” wasn’t millennia ago, but as recently as last year, when son #1 was still car-less.
Inconvenient fact #2: I remember literally dozens of times when my wife or I drove said son 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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