Maybe it's me (and it usually is), but I feel like my smartwatch has become more condescending over time.
I cannot be sure, but I would bet real academic money that the future editor-in-chief of the college newspaper, who had stated with utmost confidence that he would be a badger or a bald eagle or a great white or some other steady and vicious creature, had rolled his eyes as I made my paltry explanation.
Growing up, every movie I saw or book I read about the rapture invariably involved people disappearing and leaving their clothes behind.
My daughter recently returned from a week-long school trip. Leading up tho the trip, there was much discussion among her peers about whether they would be allowed to bring their phones on the bus.