I am not so good with technology. Some things I get….. like wrinkles…. but, if it involves key strokes, I seem to be missing the brain cells to understand it. When I was younger, I excelled at logic problems. Now I can’t even figure out how to use a Tracfone.
I finally broke down and bought a Nook. Didn’t touch it for three days. I’m not sure what I was scared of, other than breaking it before I even got a book on there. I look around at everyone else, and they seem so at ease with these products. Is it in the DNA? Maybe I am just missing that gene and can blame it on my parents. That is so much better than admitting I am a peri-menopausal idiot.
When I first got a computer, I would try and talk to it to make it do what I wanted. Pushing random buttons hadn’t worked, and I didn’t know what else to do. Eventually I would have to call in my husband to fix things. When he would ask me what happened, I would tell him I didn’t know and that the computer did it on its own. It was like having a baby – I was just as clueless, only it didn’t matter if I forgot to feed or change it. Which is why I don’t have kids, but I digress.
Contrary to what people think, I really do try to ‘get’ it. All their explaining could be in a foreign language, I understand so little of it. This is what I hear, “Blah, blah, blah, Marcy, are you listening?, blah, blah, blah”. I fall further and further behind each day. I think I am a ‘toaster oven’ gal in a microwave world…… which is another thing I haven’t yet mastered, even though I’ve had the microwave for three years now. I know it has different settings, I just can’t figure out how to use them. Luckily I do know how to use paper towels, to clean up the mess I’ve made after the food explodes inside it from cooking at the wrong temperature.
I try to cope as best I can. For now I still go to the library, order lots of take-out, and keep two cans and a long string in the car…… you know, in case I have an emergency.