So much has happened with technology since I first learnt to use a computer – boot up with MS-DOS, no mouse, printer paper with holes in it. When I tell my daughter that we didn’t have the Internet when I first worked in an office, she cannot understand how anything got done. Now, I have seemingly the whole world in my pocket.
I can read books from a screen – book hoarding made socially acceptable – and watch tv while I’m out of the house. The answer to pretty much anything is at my fingertips, I am permanently connected to someone – or something.
The problem is, I am a bit of a dinosaur when it comes to technology. I can use it, but have no understanding of how it actually works. Every new piece of tech that comes through the door has to be set up by my daughter, and I treat it like wet paint – touching it nervously at first.
Now, apparently, I can use my new iPhone to pay for things?! That’s beyond my understanding at the moment so I’ll wait til the nice girl is in my local shop and ask her how I do it. But I have managed – hopefully – to set it all up and to move my number across to my new SIM……with a lot of help from my daughter.
Later on I will check I’ve managed to sync all my appointments across, and try to remember all the passwords for apps and so on. I do love technology for the convenience, the friendships, but not for how it muddles my brain.
Wish me luck?