Growing up with a computer in your house, does not make you the Internet Generation.

    It sucks being the smartest person at work.  I get stuck working with fools that make no sense.  Chicken Man was one and now Homie Pants is right behind him doing him in the cornhole.  Doesn't make sense, good it's not supposed to.  The other day Homie Pants comes to me for directions. I quickly point him in the direction of the Thomas Guide. A simple map book of the surrounding sf bay area.  He has no idea how to use it.  Starts talking about how he's the internet generation and doesn't read books unless he has to.  Which means he only reads when told to. What a good dog.  Doesn't read the news, only the sports section off the internet.  I don't think he's ever picked up a paper in his life.  So when I try to talk with him about events outside his little world he has no clue.  He just stares at me with a blank face waiting for the answers.  Much like a dog waiting for you to throw you a stick.  Except, that I am not looking to give answers but exploring the in and outs of topics.