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Sorry for you young'uns but I liked this. I am grateful my phone does not say "recalculating.
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She says typing on her computer : )
I'm feeling a bit like a "wierdo" because I'm a senior citizen and I love "gadgets". I get really excited just visiting the Apple Store. I carry an IPad and an IPhone everywhere I go. I do email and surf when we're out to dinner....but only if I'm with DH. He doesn't mind...we are often kind of "talked out". That's what happens when you're together 24/7 and have been married over 30 years. The GPS is my friend...it has saved DH and I from many, many "disagreements" about asking for directions when we were hopelessly lost. I love that I can do my shopping and banking without having to deal with lines or less than efficient (or nice) sales staff. I know, I'm a total Nerd.
love the online shopping too. And I adore when packages arrive, it's almost as if I didn't order and pay for them.
LOL Jane, you sound like my 75 year old mother - she is a techno geek....laptops, GPS, texts on her cell phone and reads and brouses on her IPad.
I love your Mom.
I have to say I love it all, I remember my first word processor. It took half an hour to start. I loved my first blackberry and spent several hours on Compuserve ( a pre-cursor to the web as it is today). I sleep with my iPhone under my pillow and I'm lusting after the new iPad. I don't go anywhere without my laptop and am a regular FB, Blogger and Tweeter. Oh and I'm going to be 53 this August.
Ps I made several young friends. Rob who is 28 is there whenever I need him and Keith who is 23 is my Blog advisor. I found Rob through Twitter and we regularly meet for Coffee. I trade my experience and wisdom for his tech knowledge!
Nicky, you cougar! LOL
Hey Donna, where's the visual aid here?
Cellphone pics of Rob and Keith?
OMD. I can not believe that I can relate to this so well!!!!! I AM OVER 50 but I am not really fond of saying so.
Actually this would probably really make my DH happy, he has a cell phone so I can call him when I need him to stop dinner items on the way home but he never remembers to turn it on, I ask him why does he turn it off, he says "well I am not using it".
We have GPS, he says "shut that thing off, how many times does it have to say turn right, I hear it already, besides I think my way is better"
He still asks me how to turn the computer on, you know, this one, the one that is always on.
Thanks for the laugh F - I may or may not share it with him.
I have to admit I am under 50, but I don't want to be this available to people, either.
More than 50 years ago, when my grandfather had to pay the phone company to string the lines from the city limits all the way out to our farm (in addition to paying for the phone service), he pronounced, "I have had this telephone installed for no one's convenience but my own." (I wasn't actually born when he said it the first time, but he repeated it multiple times over the years. Usually when the phone rang.)
So, he would call out on it (rarely) when he wanted to speak to someone, but he never felt compelled to answer it when someone called him.
The older I get, the more I share his sentiments. I have always hated Twitter, and I am really bored with Facebook. I have a Blackberry, because I have longish fingernails and so cannot operate an iPhone (and even the Blackberry is rarely charged). But because I have lived my life never really knowing exactly where I am, I do like my GPS, though--I use Garmin's "Karen," who speaks beautiful UK English. She sounds much more polite than the American English voice.
And I love my Kindle. My DH gave it to me, thinking it would make buying hard-copy books unnecessary (???? What was he thinking? In what universe would anyone stop buying books? *^_^*). I still buy books, but I love to travel with the Kindle, and it's fantastic for carrying a bunch of Dickens novels around to assuage my guilt over not having actually read them in graduate school. Reading them on the Kindle is painless and nowhere near as heavy!
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