Now Honey, Don’t Let a Boy Pressure You….

My dad has a smart phone for work, and of course, he doesn’t know how to use it.

In fact, neither one of my parents really knows how to use their BlackBerries and Palms (and somehow, my mom thinks a Blackberry Storm or an iPhone is in her near future…), so emails remain un-read, text messages are lost forever, and of course, the phone is ALWAYS TURNED OFF.

When I’m running errands for them or picking my Dad up at the train station and needing to reach them, I can’t.

The other day, I was sitting next to my dad on the train and I receive a text:

Hi! I don’t know how I did this or if I’ll ever be able to send another one.

Sure enough… he had no idea how this miracle known as text messaging happened. But he sure found a way to remember when I was out on a date.

Submitted by CF