What’s the matter with all those little tiny girls texting all the time? Yesterday I was getting us some baguettes (so tasty, so tasty) when two girls walked in. They were both really tiny, really slender. One of them suddenly took her mobile phone (one of the coolest now) and started texting. At that point I was thinking: come on, what can they tell each other? ‘I want the Sparklebumps Disney doll‘ ? ‘Do you already know that shocking thing about Justin Bieber‘?
Seriously. They were like twelve. That’s too young to discuss extitentialism or the world crisis.
When I was shopping once, two girls entered the shop. One of them was a normal, uncomfortable young girl, aged twelve I guess, wearing clothes like she should wear. But her friend was a dressed-up, venomous looking little girl, covered in make-up. She had a giant bag, which she wore as if she was older, and her phone didn’t leave her hand. Texting, texting, texting. What was she saying?
“Hey, do we have to do excercice 3 for school?”
“Yes. Stupid, isn’t it?”
“Yep. What are you doing?”
“Must be fun.”
Seriously, why would they text each other all the time?
Protect your childhood.
Play with dolls.