So, I go into a local coffee shop to cop a little wifi, and order a cup of "unleaded"...
Whereupon the kid behind the counter gets this deer-in-the-headlights look on his face. I then have to re-specify that I want decaf.
When I get it, he asks me "What's the deal with 'unleaded'? I heard about it in a science class, but I never really understood it."
After I explain to him about gas stations and Regular versus Unleaded, he understands the reference - and I realise that he never knew about gas stations offering anything but unleaded gasoline.
On the heels of that I realized just how OLD I am.
Crap.
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Don't feel bad -- As I had mentioned in a recent post, I have a colleague the same age as me who, up until he had died, never heard of Pavarotti. I gave her a pass for never having heard of Cary Grant, because he was from a gazillion years ago. I wonder if she's ever heard of George Washington or Frank Sinatra.
Cary Grant a gazillion years ago? Now I've lost my unleaded thread of thought.
How sad for Cary.
Well cut me in half and count the friggin' rings, it never would have even *occurred* to me that younger people wouldn't know the origins of "unleaded."
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