So Grandpa asks me at dinner, “What is Twitter?”
I was really taken aback.
“Where did you hear about that?” I asked.
“Oh, I don’t know,” he replied looking at me mater-of-factly (like, what do you think I am, dear daughter, socially and technologically inept? I may be 91, but I am aware of a lot more than I let on…).
I just sat there, a bit stunned. I was just telling the family this morning, I can barely keep up with this guy. His aspirations are a lot more than I can handle.
I think he needs a full time secretary.
This is why his computer is not connected to the Internet.
Can you imagine?
I told him, “I don’t even do Twitter!”
