Maybe I’m becoming a crotchety old man who doesn’t understand “kids these days” anymore. But really I try. For example, I’ve come to live with the fact that because I work at a university and I choose to eat in the food court in the basement of the student union, that when I go up the stairs I’ll learn more than I wanted to about dental dams,
Fine, but I don’t think I’ll ever grasp why I can’t just grab a sub at Subway or withdraw some money from the bank without having to walk past this,
The day before I took this picture I actually brought my six year old daughter in with me for lunch — thank God these folks weren’t set up then! (And I see lots of kids here at lunch because, as with most universities, we have a large segment of nontraditional students).
And the weird thing is that you can still read nonsense in the student paper or from the pamphlets insists that there isn’t enough frank discussion about sex. Yeah right — more like a severe case of oversharing.