Vivek Haldar

From the mouths of babes

A compendium of recent tweets:

“Son, in my time we wore eye glasses without computers in them.” “Dad, you talk funny.” #

“Son, in my time we had to go to another place and sit there for 8 hrs everyday to earn money.” “Dad, you talk funny.” #

“Son, in my time we learned logarithms and looked up logarithm tables to do complex calculations.” “Dad, you talk funny.” #

“Son, in my time we traveled long distances to touch other people.” “Dad, you talk funny.” #

“Son, in my time I could multiply two three-digit numbers in my head.” “Dad, you talk funny.” #

“Son, in my time we used tiny sticks that squirted ink to make letter-like patterns by hand.” “Dad, you talk funny.” #

“Son, in my time we had to stay awake and drive these cars ourselves.” “Dad, you talk funny.” #

“Son, in my time we used to punch in words one letter at a time on boards with keys.” “Dad, you talk funny.” #