“Dad, you’re such a luddite,” Stephanie said. “You’re still using a flip phone for your cellphone, your only computer is a TRS-80 from Radio Shack, you still have a fax machine and a VCR. Your television is a tube TV, and your record collection is made up of old 45s.”
“Hey, I am not a luddite,” Henry said. “I embrace technology. My typewriter is an electric one. Now excuse me while I go to my man cave and play Pac-Man on my Atari.”
“You’re not a luddide, Dad. You’re a troglodyte,” Stephanie said.
Written for the Weekend Writing Prompt from Sammi Cox, where the word is “troglodyte.”