As I was eating dinner with some of my friends in the Non-theist Society, it became apparent to me that I am now incapable of interacting with other people because I have not read the Harry Potter books.
“What did you do with your childhood then?” asked Jen.
“That came out in what, ’99?”
“I think it was ’98,” she corrects.
“I was a senior in high school.”
In addition to feeling (and likely being) old and incapable of relating to these people in any shape, way, or form, it’s made worse when they reveal that have never seen Star Trek II: the Wrath of Khan.
Who is supposed to teach kids that revenge is a dish best served cold?