Mother Knows Best
Posted: May 11, 2007 12:47pm ET
My friend's thumbs were working feverishly, punching in a text message on her blackberry as the waiter poured the sparkling wine. We joked about how technology followed us everywhere, yet my friend admitted that she couldn’t type well, and one of the men at dinner confessed he couldn’t type at all.
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