Life with a 16 year old intern is quite humorous at times. My co-worker happens to be a little bit older than I am - I'd say mid 30's... and is the intern's backup supervisor. She has projects for him to complete, but for the most part - he sticks with me.
Anyway, this morning she had some stuff to do with him - which was a fairly mindless project of stuffing envelopes for a mailing. While stuffing, it is only natural that you'd chat about anything and everything that comes to mind.
So she asked him how he felt about the recent slew of deaths in the celebrity world - mainly Michael Jackson - because I don't think a 16 year old even knows who Farrah Fawcett was or has much connection to Charlie's Angels.... and Ed McMahon wouldn't have been on his radar much either. I'd bet that Michael Jackson and Billy Mays are the only two that register for him.
They start talking about it and how he felt... which on a side note - I'm not sure why people react so strongly to deaths of people that they've never even met. I mean sure - be sad that someone out there lost a family member, but I wouldn't say that I'd be in mourning over the loss of a celebrity.
Anyway, so after a few minutes of chatting about Michael's recent passing - the kid looks at her seriously and asks: "Well, I mean, how did you feel when JFK was killed?" PRICELESS!
She looked at him and asked: "How old do you think I am?! I wasn't even born when he died."