Technology is a mystery to me. How in the world did some guy go from static electricity to a power grid? I'm always amazed when I read about our ancient ancestors looking up at the sky and discovering the vernal equinox or whatever. Left up to me, we would still be living in caves hiding from a solar eclipse.
I'm probably a secret Luddite. You know, they were the ones who pitched a fit when the industrial revolution changed the slow paced world forever.
Don't get me wrong, I love my TV, Kindle Fire, car and a/c. I don't love my computer or cell phone. Well, I love them when they work properly. A glitch, power outage or mystery error reports make me want to take a hammer and beat them into tiny little pieces.
My friends will tell you that I'm usually the last one to upgrade any tech gadget. I also believe any person born after 1990 is graced with a technology gene. Hand them any tablet or Iphone and you have an instant expert. They also understand Tech gibberish.
When answering machines came out, my family gave me one for Christmas since I was the last person in America without one. As for the new cell phones, my friends roll their eyes when they see my pitiful little phone. Hey, it makes and receives calls! That works for me.
My cell phone is an old fashioned, simple Nokia. I think it has texting capabilities. If it does, I've never used it. It's so small, my thumbs wouldn't fit anyway.
Messages pop up on my computer all the time. I have no idea what they mean. Internet Explorer and I have an on-going feud. Who is behind all these mystery notices anyway? Why do they hate me?
Am I the only one stuck in tech limbo?