You Can’t Google That?

I’m not dumb. I’m trying to make a conversation.

Hesitant and anxious, I hurriedly approach the nearest living being my eyes caught upon alighting the train at the Carroll St. stop along the G line.

“Hello, do you happen to know which stop I could get out that would take me as near as possible to Prospect Park?” I politely asked a bearded Caucasian guy who seems dumbfounded as I interrupted him with my interrogation as he was reading a paperback version of Dale Carnegie’s infamous book about influencing people.

“Prospect Park is huge. You can alight at 15th street and walk a couple of blocks from there,” he answered.

“Great. Would you happen to be familiar with the directions, knowing where to turn and all that stuff?” I clarified.

Not really. But you could go check your phone and simply Google that or look at Apple map. It’s going to be near, just within the area,” he patiently answered back.

Prospect Park is pretty vast, okay?

The event above is an example where checking something first on Google or the Internet would be smarter and quicker in order to arrive with an answer before annoying someone with a thousand questions.

Sad to say, for anyone who has met me before, they’ll be familiar that I don’t have the technological capabilities to ‘Google’ something at the end of my fingertip. I’m a proud owner of a flip and I could write you three or four articles why my life is so much better without a smartphone that’s gotten me itching in the years past with constant notifications and updates.

With the World Wide Web at the palm of your hands or as we call it — the world — answers, solutions, explanations have never been so much easier to get.

If knowledge truly is power, we have never been this godly.

But I have one argument concerning the capability of getting answers in a snap through our digital devices, has it deterred the substantial, meaningful conversations?

I abhor when I tend to negatively react to someone with,

“You can’t Google that?”

I loathe getting that too, of course.

Fun Fact: We don’t ask directions from marine animals in the Philippines.

But oftentimes, I ask people seemingly mundane things to spark a conversation. Also, the utilitarian purpose of asking questions to get answers, explanations, suggestions, directions, and tips is rooted innately in my culture. From where I’m from, soliciting the opinions of other people is highly regarded and craved for.

Somehow, this approach feels like pestering to smug smartasses who, with all due respect, don’t give a fuck.

Are we coming to an age where Yelp reviews, eHow guidelines, and Siri-based queries can slowly diminish the human touch or voice for this matter?

I hope not. Because even though I know that it’s going to a snowy 30 degrees tomorrow, I will still have the audacity to blatantly ask you.