The future is here and apparently in San Francisco and Glasshole is now our newest official addition to the English language.
Gary Scteyngart is not a glasshole but a writer for the New Yorker and was awarded a pair of Google Glass’s. This is kind of like giving Woody Allen a pair and turning him loose on the city… but he is one of the first 100 people in NYC who own a pair. He gives a pretty good “normal guy” account of what it means to wear them all day and how it has affected his life in a pretty big way. Hint: You don’t want to give one to your kid and if you do after reading this you can be a proud member of the worse parent of the year club.
“Before I leave, Aray and I have a Google “hangout.” We essentially swap identities. I see what she sees through her Glass, which is me. She sees what I see through my Glass, which is her. We bring our faces closer, as if approaching a mirror, but the feeling is more akin to being trapped in an early Spike Jonze movie or thrust into an unholy Vulcan mind meld.”
via The New Yorker
