It’s funny the different names things have. Take this for example: #
What do you call it?
I call it “the number sign”. Vince calls it “the pound sign”. Through the years, I’ve used it in passwords. I’ll say “the number sign” and Vince looks at me like he has no idea what I’m talking about. I say “above the 3”. He’ll say “oh, the pound sign”. If he said to me “use the pound sign”, I’d know what he’s talking about.
The other night Addie was on her little Chromebook and I was telling her something to type. I said “number sign”. She looked at me like I was speaking a foreign language. I said “Oh, sorry . . pound sign”. She said “Granny! I don’t know what you’re asking me to do!” I said “ABOVE THE 3.” She really looked at me like I’d lost my mind. “Do you mean . . hashtag???”
Oh, my . . a generation that has no idea what the number sign or the pound sign is.
I was just telling Vince the story. He looked over his computer at me and said “What the hell is a hashtag?”
We’re so old! 🙂