Driving down the road with teenagers, I had the following conversation with one teenager:
Teen: ” . . . so I was thinking we could use that song as a platelet for our song.”
Me: ” . . . a platelet? Do you mean a template?”
Teen: “Uh. Yeah, template, whatever.”
Me, smiling: “Do you even know what a platelet is?”
Teen: “Yeah . . . It’s a really small plate.”
Me, instantly hysterical: “A really small plate?!”
Me: “A platelet is a kind of blood cell . . .” [Note: Slightly inaccurate, but still, close enough.]
Teen: ” . . . ”
I had begun to laugh so hard I was crying . . . I couldn’t breathe.
Now, days later, all I do is think . . . platelet, really small plate . . . and I am amused all over again.
That is all.