The internet was suppose to improve communication, but it’s killed socialising.

When I tell teens now that I approached my wife in a club, we had instant chemistry and we danced the night away, they look at me like I’ve got superpowers that were somehow lost in time.

They tell me guys aren’t that confident and the girls are likely to report you for harassment. It’s apparently preferable to swap WhatsApp and message. Instead of actually talking over cocktails and floor fillers.

Apparently this has died out…