Before I get into this post, I want you to remember one thing: I am not yet 30. I’m still in my twenties. Sure I’m closer to 30 than I am to 21, but still, I’m not even 30.
Ok, now that that’s been said, here we go…
I’m old.
I’m out of touch with the kids. I’m only 6 years older than my younger sister and yet I feel like we are an entire generation apart. Take for example dating. I was chatting last night with my sister about a guy she’s been dating and I referred to him as her boyfriend. She was very quick to point out that she does not have a boyfriend, just a guy she’s been seeing.
Huh?
I told her that when Tim and I started dating, there was no “guy I’m dating.” We were boyfriend/girlfriend right away. We didn’t even have “The Talk” that apparently couples have before deciding to be exclusive.
She said, Nicci, dating isn’t what it used to be. Social media has changed dating. You’re not boyfriend/girlfriend until you change your Facebook status to “in a relationship.”
HUH??
But I’m one of the first members of Facebook! I’m one of the reasons it is what it is today! I had an account moments after it was opened to my school, a mere two months after the site was launched! I’m an original!!
“Yeah. You’re a dinosaur.”
Ouch.
Moments later, the Foo Fighters were on TV performing at the Grammys. And I spent the time drooling over Dave Grohl and contemplating the difficult decision that would be placed before me if I should ever have to choose between him and Chris Cornell.
Product of the 90s, much?
And then, this came on my TV:
We watch a lot of Mickey Mouse in our house, thanks to my stupid decision to call Aric into the room when I saw Mickey Mouse Clubhouse was on. Needless to say, I was a bit shocked to see Mickey as a DJ.
And then this happened:
And then my eardrums started bleeding and I thought someone had slipped acid into my diet coke without warning me. Tim actually had to mute the TV.
I was scared.
And my sister was all, “Oh! That’s Deadmau5.”
HUH?!?!?!?!?!
What the-?
I don’t even-?
WHAT?!
AND THEN THE FOO PLAYED ALONG WITH THEM. (After giving an awesome acceptance speech about how music should come from the heart and the brain instead of a computer …. IRONY!!)
People, all I wanted was to watch Paul McCartney play again and maybe prop the Beach Boys up once more for an encore performance.
At 10pm, they announced that Nicky Minaj was about to perform and I clicked off the TV and called it a night. And I hear I missed an AWESOME performance with Dave Grohl, Bruce Springsteen, Paul McCartney, and Joe Walsh. They need to put that shit at the BEGINNING of the Grammys and stick Chris Brown’s woman beating ass at the end when all the old folks have gone to bed.
Now THAT’S what I’m talkin about! I’m actually kind of beating myself up over having missed that!
But seriously, the generational gap between my sister and I is almost astronomical! Kids her age don’t know the joy of heading to a used CD store and flipping through stacks and stacks of CDs, the rhythmic sound of the jewel cases smacking into each other and you search through the crap to find the couple awesome CDs hidden in there (and folks even older than me will say the same about used record stores). They don’t know the sheer joy of ripping the plastic off a new CD and popping in the fresh one for the first time in your car before you even leave the store parking lot. No, they have their iTunes and their Spotify and their Pandora for their instant musical gratification (not to say I don’t love me some Pandora, but just go with me here).
It just blows my mind how different things are just 6 years later. How when I was in college people were still saving their papers on 3×5 in floppy disks to take down to the computer rooms on campus to print papers that were turned in on paper and not electronically. How the only social media outlets were MySpace and AOL Instant Messenger (my away messages were the BOMB!).
I’m a dinosaur.
But can I just say one thing? I might be old. And I might listen to “old people” music. But the opening performance last night from Bruce Springsteen and the finale from all the old pros brought down the HOUSE! So maybe being a dinosaur isn’t all that bad 
