Gary Shteyngart is an early adopter for Google Glass. He wrote about his experiences using the techie eyewear for The New Yorker:

As I leave Basecamp, I cross a bike lane where, a week earlier, I’d nearly been run over, an irate cyclist telling me exactly where I should wedge the iPhone I was distractedly tapping at the time. A similar near-miss now brings out a shout of “O.K., Glass!” from a cyclist clearly in the know. As I walk down lower Lexington’s curry row, a group of Indian men start chanting, “Google Glass! Google Glass!” Freshmen from Xavier High School follow me for an entire city block the way kids in the world’s poorest countries follow you if you have, say, a pen. I hear that in San Francisco, where these devices are far more in evidence, the term “Glassholes” is already current, but in New York I am a conquering hero. I pass by fascinated faces looking intently into my own unremarkable punim, as I update Walt Whitman’s poem—“Are You the New Dork Drawn Toward Me?”