You might be a youth worker if…

Recently I had a conversation with a couple teens that reminded me that being a youth worker makes you very different from other adults your age.

Teen: “Hey, I’m on your Facebook now.”
Me: “Yes, you are correct.”
(a minute later) Teen: “Hey, do you have myspace?”
Me: “Yeah.”
Teen: “Bebo?”
Me: “Yeah.”
Teen: “MyYearbook?”
Me: “Yeah.”
Teen: “Twitter?”
Me: “Yeah.”
Teen: “Do you have hi5?”
Me: “No, but I’ve heard of it.”

It was at this point that I realized something. I am a 30 year old man and I have an account on some of the more popular social network sites. (most of these accounts are at least 2 years old) Only a youth worker would have all of these accounts and not be considered a weirdo.

Have you ever had a moment like this? A moment when you were hit with the fact that as a youth worker you are quite different from other people your age. If so, I’d love to hear about it.


3 responses to “You might be a youth worker if…

  1. Even with the youth worker excuse, they still consider me a wierdo.Ordering coke instead of some no fat soy jamba hambo drink at breakfast…which is happening at 2:30 in the morning…after a night of cheap tacos, loud music, and becoming a defacto roadie…for a band from Minnesota that no one’s heard of…yet…Don’t know what’s so wierd about that!

  2. How about being the one who kids know will start the mosh pit at a concert. Being asked, “hey Andrew, what is twitter?”by a teen. My favorite is listening to Christian Death Metal on the way to a Church staff meeting.

  3. great additions guys. Those things def. make you a youth worker. 🙂 Crazy parts to this job, aren’t they?

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