Tuesday, February 17, 2009
I'm not old, I'm only 24! However, yesterday while highlighting and lo lighting my 7th grade aged client (which is what I do when I work outside of my home) I couldn't help but feel a little like I was aging right then and there. What brought on these feelings? The part where her and her 5th grade aged friend were texting each other (sitting right next to each other) and others the entire time she was in my chair, on their really cool phones. With that being said, these girls we're very polite, and she loved her hair.
It was just funny to me, as the first phone I had, I didn't get until I was in high school, and it was analog. No caller id, no voice mail. Call my parents, my parents call me, end of line. Until I was a junior or senior. Even now I only have a 2008 edition razor, which must seem like a dinosaur compared to some of these other phones coming out!
I wonder when I'll break down and get Ryan his first phone?