I’m cooler (or less cool) now
I was just walking back to my car in the parking lot when I was approached by a group of four 10 year old boys. I heard one of them say, "pound it before you get in." Looking up, I came to realize he was talking to me.
The boy, sporting a backwards baseball cap and droopy jeans, held out his fist and repeated, "pound it before you get in." I quickly looked around to see if I was being setup for a mugging but no one else was close to me.
"It is going to explode?" I asked.
"Um, maybe, I don't know," he responded.
"Well," I continued, "I'm only in if it explodes."
He nodes his head and the exploding fist bump resulted in he and his friends laughing hysterically and walking away.
As I got into my car, I couldn't help but wonder: did I just provide to those kids that I was cooler than they thought? Or did I prove that I'm less cool than they thought?
