Outrunning Technology

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So, I have a new laptop.  It’s only my second laptop.  My first laptop still runs.  It’s just that it has Windows 8 on it, and I hate it.  But my files are still on it.  So, I’m writing this on the new laptop, and I’m really liking the feel of it.  With as much writing as I do, I have to love my laptop.  So far, so good!
 
This laptop is a beast.  I tend to stick with machines for a while, so I need to get the best in class when I finally upgrade.  I always get the most badass cell phone on the block.  Then, I take care of it.   So, it still works well years later, when I’m getting laughed at for being out of date.  I usually get shamed into upgrading.
 
I sold computers in the nineties, when most people did not have a computer in their home.  I usually had to talk in analogies, since people would come in and say, “My kid needs a computer for their schoolwork.  I don’t know anything about computers.”  I said things like “Your hard drive is like your closet.  You put things there when you’re not using them.” Customers said things like, “I’m going to buy this computer, but only if you guarantee that I’ll never have to upgrade it.”  I would answer “You buy a new car.  It will stay good for a while, then you have to change the oil.  You have to buy new tires.  Eventually, it makes sense to buy a new one.”  I wonder if any stubborn customers are still using their Packard Bell.  Hmmm…probably not.
 
The excitement of AOL chatrooms.  The ba-ding-ba-ding of your 14.4 modem.  Good times.  The thing is, it was all so new and modern. We couldn’t even imagine then that people would walk around now with computers in their pockets, or strapped to their wrist.  At that time, cell phones were hard-wired to your car.  Big bulky things, and you had to pay someone to move them when you got a new car.  Now, your car tells you if someone is driving in your blind spot.
 
The point is, in twenty years we will be doing something that we cannot even imagine today.   And, it’s hard to think about what you can’t even think about!
 
I hate to dwell on it, but I wonder how the flying cars are coming along ?????
 
– Cat
 
 
 

Where is the Cloud?

Even though I’m over 50, I’m okay when it comes to technology.  Notice I didn’t use the word “savvy”.  That indicates a level of proficiency that I’m not sure I want to advertise.

I used a computer in my business in the eighties.  I sold computers in the nineties, and had one of the first, hardwired “carphones”.  I skipped the bag phone and went right for the cell phone/pager combo.  I used a computer in my home in the early nineties.  Anybody here remember AOL chatrooms?

Anyway, my day job these days is for a “technology” company.  Okay, it’s a cell phone company.  I can help with basic trouble shooting, but there’s a lot going on with cell phones these days.  I like to use words like “magic” and “gremlins” when I’m troubleshooting.   Which is probably why they don’t ask me to do too much of it these days.

I was talking with a gentleman today.  He was about my age.  He said “my phone says it’s out of room.  What does that mean?”  So I starting explaining that the cell phone has a finite amount of storage space.  I start talking about the cloud, and explaining why he should upload his stuff.

He stops me mid sentence and asks “Why are we both looking up? Is that where the cloud is?”  I decided to hand this one off to a coworker.  I know, I forgot I was a badass there for a minute.

Now, I’m really not much of a conspiracy theorist.  My Mom called to tell me a few months ago that her cell phone had been hacked.  I was able to almost convince her otherwise, and I got her the help she needed.  The problem was, as I thought it might be, that she had every app she had ever used open.  A quick lesson in closing stuff down got her back on track.

The thing about me and technology is that I can usually bang my head up against something until I get it right.  In other words, given enough time, I can figure anything out.

But, let’s get back to the cloud.  When I got my last phone, I retrieved all my info from the cloud.  AND two pictures of some random guy I don’t know, in a room I don’t recognize.  I’m glad to report that he seems happy.  How cool is that…..not!  Because, of course, that makes me think.  I’ve got three thousand pictures in my phone.  I really wouldn’t know if I was missing any of them in particular.  Has someone else received any of my photos as the bonus?

If so, I hope it’s one of these:

Because they don’t know the history of holiday butter sculptures in our family!

To the point… I don’t get mad when technology doesn’t work.  To me, it’s amazing that it ever works!  I stand by “magic” and “gremlins” as a reasonable explanation of technology.

  • Cat