And so it begins…

I was doing some work trying to debug a 7 year old computer that was dying. I was in the process of shuffling hard drives around and 9-year-old Dinah was watching me. I was pointing out various components (RAM, CPU, hard drives, etc) and explaining what they are and how they work at a high level.

I asked her if she had any questions. She thought about it for a bit, and then she asked, “Dad, do you have a social life.”

It was all I could do to not laugh and make her feel bad. Although, later I think she figured out what she said and tried to cover it with “I don’t even know what a social life is.”