Just in case you were wondering…….I have been caught up in trying to learn a new phone and to tame the files in my pc.
My phone problems came after I destroyed my cell phone in the ocean, the one which replaced the one I cleaned in my washing machine. My daughter came to my rescue by giving me an old smart phone. How old was it? The sales rep helping me said, “Sorry it is taking me so long. I have never seen this model before and need to look up the information on it.”
I wrestled with it for a month without mastering the swipe technique, but decided to keep it rather than go back to the phone store. Then my monthly bill came, indicating an additional charge of $78 for data use. I barely talked on the phone much less spent time doing anything else with it. U.S. Cellular, who does have decent in-store customer service, worked with me. After a brief discussion of what I wanted to do with a phone, a new flip phone (with insurance) is in my hands.
My pc is absent because I needed to get my files back in some kind of order. It seems as though every photograph and every document is registered everywhere– downloads, pictures, documents, Picasa, recent places, favorites. And there are old files I couldn’t open or find. So many places to search. Too much for this right side of the brain person. I handed it over to a computer person.
At least my tablet or android or Nexus (how many names can one piece of electronics have??) is here with me. Of course, since it is me, to get one paragraph done has taken 20 minutes. The keyboard, given to me by my son to make it easier, sits on the desk sulking because I failed in activating the Bluetooth needed to put it to use.
What a love/hate relationship I carry on with these modern devices! I love them for their fast, cheap communication and ability to save and store enough words to amount to a library. I dislike the power they hold over me, particularly the part which keeps my eyes glued to a screen too many hours. I love the photo editing. I really dislike the frequent changes made to my computer in the early morning hours and my lack of control over an inert object I paid for.
Most of the above I wrote last week and here it still sits. Maybe I am the inert object.