There is a world with which I have nothing in comm

Made a wee trip to Glasgow today for my daughter.
Overheard a most curious conversation at the traffic lights concerning the wee chap in the blue hoodie.
It went something like this.
Mum.... How are you son?
Boy....no bad by the way
Mum... How did you get on inside?
Boy....ah hud ma ain cell n'that, Sky TV an aw.
Mum.... Aw that's good son.
As Douglas says Glasgow is a wonderful place, with all sorts of people
Campbell