I remember my dad trying to make me fall in love with The Beatles. He loved The Beatles. I sat there quietly on the sofa while he got to relive his adolescence. The experience felt less like discovering something together and more like being a prop in someone else’s nostalgia.
I can’t help getting the same feeling from this blog post. “Look at this amazing CD player!” Cool, Dad. I’m genuinely happy for you. Meanwhile, Katie just got an iPhone 17 in her Easter egg. I'm a dad myself, and I dread the moment my daughters find out about TikTok...
I can’t help getting the same feeling from this blog post. “Look at this amazing CD player!” Cool, Dad. I’m genuinely happy for you. Meanwhile, Katie just got an iPhone 17 in her Easter egg. I'm a dad myself, and I dread the moment my daughters find out about TikTok...