When I was about 14 (2002) my parents sat me down and explained that they'd be limiting my computer time to 4 hours on a school night and 8 hours on a weekend d

When I was about 14 (2002) my parents sat me down and explained that they'd be limiting my computer time to 4 hours on a school night and 8 hours on a weekend day. I cried. I contested, "What am I supposed to do with all of the extra time?". I tried to appeal to logic, "I can watch TV after my time is up, but not be on the computer?". They wanted me to do anything else because they saw it as a distinct addiction. It was; and I'm still addicted. Soon I had friends that could drive. I would bum a ride to their houses and use their PCs once I'd blown through my time allotment. Now I'm a software engineer; and in recent conversation my Dad said to me, "If I knew you were going to make a living like that I probably would have been a bit easier on you about the computer." Addiction aside, are you using the tool or is it using you? Maybe these girls could be the next digital marketing gurus if they reframed their interactions.