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Electronically challenged
>I thought about the sixty million dollar a year business I ran with 1800 >employees, all without a Blackberry that played music, took videos, >pictures and communicated with Facebook and Twitter. > >I signed up under duress for Twitter and Facebook, so my seven kids, their >spouse, 13 grandkids and 2 great grand kids could communicate with me in >the modern way. I figured I could handle something as simple as Twitter >with only 140 characters of space. > >That was before one of my grandkids hooked me up for Tweeter, Tweetree, >Twhirl, Twitterfon, Tweetie and Twittererific Tweetdeck, Twitpix and >something that sends every message to my cell phone and every other program >within the texting world. > >My phone was beeping every three minutes with the details of everything >except the bowel movements of the entire next generation. I am not ready to >live like this. I keep my cell phone in the garage in my golf bag. > >The kids bought me a GPS for my last birthday because they say I get lost >every now and then going over to the grocery store or library. I keep that >in a box under my tool bench with the Blue tooth [it’s red] phone I am >supposed to use when I drive. I wore it once and was standing in line at >Barnes and Nobles talking to my wife as everyone in the nearest 50 yards >was glaring at me. Seems I have to take my hearing aid out to use it and >got a little loud. > >I mean the GPS looked pretty smart on my dash board, but the lady inside >was the most annoying, rudest person I had run into in a long time. Every >10 minutes, she would sarcastically say, "Re-calc-ul-ating" You would think >that she could be nicer. It was like she could barely tolerate me. She >would let go with a deep sigh and then tell me to make a U-turn at the next >light. Then when I would make a right turn instead, it was not good. > >When I get really lost now, I call my wife and tell her the name of the >cross streets and while she is starting to develop the same tone as Gypsy, >the GSP lady, at least she loves me. > >To be perfectly frank, I am still trying to learn how to use the cordless >phones in our house. We have had them for 4 years, but I still haven’t >figured out how I can lose three phones all at once and have run around >digging under chair cushions and checking bathrooms and the dirty laundry >baskets when the phone ring. > >The world is just getting too complex for me. They even mess me up every >time I go to the grocery store. You would think they could settle on >something themselves but this sudden "Paper or Plastic?" every time I check >out just knocks me for a loop. > >I bought some of those cloth re-usable bags to avoid looking confused but >never remember to take them in with me. > >Now I toss it back to them. When they ask me, "Paper or Plastic?" I just >say, "Doesn't matter to me. I am bi-sacksual." Then it‘s their turn to >stare at me with a blank look. |
Great post Judy....I love it!!!! That last line is a hoot.
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:sidesplit: I loved the last line too!! How cute!!!
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