Tuesday, January 5, 2010

The Herb Files (part III)

It's been awhile since I wrote anything about my dad Herb and going back to Vermont this past weekend made me remember some things. The funny thing is that to me his "eccentricities" are probably pretty prevalent amongst fathers in the baby boomer generation but as an economist and being around college students you would think he would be a little bit more hip at this point.

The first thing is a mis perception about price. Perfect example was me getting some very nice new Patagonia shoes for $60 and upon bringing them home he remarked, "I've never spent more than $25 on a pair of shoes in my life, that's outrageous." Now this obviously can't be true first of all and second of all he then proceeded to give $60 for gas money as I left to go back to Boston without any hesitation. So it's obviously not about cheapness it's just that every day there's probably a new item in his life, or I should say category of items, like shoes for instance, whose price seems unreasonable. Clothing in general really is the big category here but there are many others.

The second thing also has to do with inconsistencies - and that being in the field of technology. Herb does know a good deal about computers, Blue-Ray, and flat screen TV's but when it comes to checking his messages on his cell phone or sending a simple text message he is clueless. I can't figure out whether it's a lack of motivation and interest or really an ineptitude at figuring out the small buttons. It's not that I'm that embarrassed for him about this...but it was pretty amazing that when I came home talking to him while driving the other night he kept talking after I hung up. How do I know this? Because I pulled into the garage (in which he was standing and speaking into his cell phone), rolled down the window, hung up my phone, and while I proceeded to finish our conversation from a large and very noticeable car with him standing 5 ft. away from me, he continued for a few minutes to respond not looking at me and still speaking into his cell phone as if I weren't there.

Is there any way to bring these people into the new century?