I talk to my mom almost every day on the phone. I almost never talk to my dad on the phone (if I do, it’s her handing him the phone for something quick). Well, my dad called me today. My dad never calls me unless something is wrong. So even though I was at work, I answered.
Me: Hello? (cautiously, because I expected something bad to be said)
Dad: Hey! What are you doing?
Me: I’m at work. I’m working. (snarky)
Dad: I was calling to see how your trip to Waco was.
Me: It was good, but i’m tired. I have been gone from work the better part of the last 2 weeks, i’m trying to play catch up.
Dad: How do I comment on something?
Dad: I want to comment on something and it won’t let me. Tell me how to fix it.
Me: Are we talking about Facebook? Are you trying to post a comment on someone else’s wall? On your own?
Dad: I already posted, but I want to comment.
Me: On your own post? I don’t know why it’s not letting you….Dad, I tried too, its not taking mine either, maybe your settings are preventing it.
Dad: Well I want to comment on my post!
Me: Well I don’t know how to help you, it won’t let me comment either.
Dad: Ok, have a good day. I will talk to you later.
I laughed at loud when I hung up. My dad seriously called me at work to walk him through Facebook. And for the record, he’s always ranting about Facebook being dumb and people posting stupid stuff.
I eventually saw that he posted his comment, as another status update, which made me laugh even harder.
*Sigh*. Social media and senior citizens.