I remember not to long ago my son told me, that my communication skills were somewhere close to charcoal drawings on a cave wall. My young granddaughter bought me a little bit closer to the 21st century, by telling me that it was like Crayola crayons on the Dining Room wall.
It’s true I avoided a computer most of my life. When I was a kid a computer was something that took up an entire floor of the subbasement of the Pentagon. They were big and most of us knew nothing about them. A calculator was the size of some of today’s notebooks. (If you got caught using a calculator in school you probably got a failing grade for that day’s work.)
It’s true I shunned the computer most of my life. I avoided jobs where I would have had to work with them. But face it; I’m not big on telephones or writing letters either. I had to have someone set up my TV and VCR. So when did I go all techno? I retired back in the beginning of 2011. I now carry a cell phone, I own two computers and I am on them constantly. My dear wife refers to herself as a computer widow.
I get most of my news; stock reports and entertainment offer the computer. I have a spot on almost every social site there is. I don’t think this is an addiction, but it’s coming close.
The things that bothered me most about the computer in the past, was that it intimidated me. It was totally impersonal for me; I hated sending and receiving messages. Now I send them by the ton.
Don’t get me wrong, I still like drawing on cave walls!
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