Relic of the Early 2000's

"Aunt Sue, can I borrow your phone?"

"Why? Are you gonna prank your mom?"

"Nooo..." he replies, with a contradictory grin. He is MY nephew, after all. A willing accomplice, I hand over my cellphone. Thirty years on, hazing his mom still hasn't lost any of its shine.

"Wait. Where are the buttons?" he asks, puzzled, as he repeatedly touches the screen.

"It slides open."

"How do I get to the internet?"

"It doesn't HAVE internet. It's just a phone. The only thing you can do is call people." I show him how this apparent 'dinosaur' is operated.

Meh. Kids.