I came across evidence of this dawning new age while I was standing in one of those snaked check-out lines this week. It was an overheard conversation that tipped me off. Just so you know, I didn't set out to eavesdrop, but some people have never caught on to the concept of an 'inside voice'. I couldn't help but listen.
It started with friends, a man and a woman, crossing paths while shopping. They appeared to be of the millennial generation, and both seemed delighted to run into an old chum. I listened without too much interest as they exchanged information about significant others and family members, but then things got a little wacky. The male told the female how good she looked. She didn't thank him for the compliment or turn it back toward him. She gave him an explanation.
"It's the coconut oil," she said.
"Coconut oil?" he repeated.
"Yes, coconut oil," she said, getting excited. "I use it on my face, my hair, my hands, well everywhere. I even use it on my feet." She gave him a big smile.
"Oh," he said. His stunned expression told me he'd heard too much.
That's when I knew I was a witness to changing times. Our beloved Information Age is being replaced by the Too-Much-Information Age. The TMI Age has been born.
If you don't believe me, just go anywhere and listen. The signs are evident in waiting rooms, restaurants, schools, and churches. Don't say I didn't warn you. When you least expect it, you, too, could be the recipient of TMI.