I used to be the “go-to girl” when it came to electronic device set-up and usage. There was a time when how-to-use anything that plugged into a wall socket was within my grasp and control. I could set up any computer and even troubleshoot hardware or software problems…without having to call the geek squad to come check it out.
If I did call upon a techie to fix a problem (at work), it was because they had some patch or update that I couldn’t get online. Sometimes, though, I only called them because I liked talking to them (as opposed to clients or co-workers). Occasionally I’d get one that was obviously socially retarded, but for the most part, I’d get a good one, and we’d spend an hour or two BS ing while he fixed my latest problem that should have taken 20 minutes.
I’ve never been an expert, by any stretch of the imagination, but I knew just enough to find out the rest, and I had a valid INTEREST in it. Now that I’m old, I could care less about any of it. I can barely figure out how to play a blu-ray disc on my television. I have to call my 15 year old to come help me put batteries in things. It’s really pathetic.
I’ve also noticed that the older I get, the less I’m able to functionally interact with the techies. They are getting weirder as the years go by. Younger and weirder. It’s as though the personality to intelligence ratio has been skewed somehow during the past oh, say, 7 years or so. I don’t even like to look at them now, with their shirts all tucked into their too-short and too-tight pants and their hair combed by their mothers before they walk out of their parents’ houses every morning. Though they have been depicted this way for years on tv and movies, I really did not see that much of it until lately. Have they bought in to the stereotype? I don’t know, but someone should really step up and offer these guys some sort of personality/fashion rehab. (But I digress).
My point here is that I’m feeling my age, because although I realize that while some people have just never been tech-savvy, and that doesn’t make them old, per se, but I have always associated the inability to converse with technical people and an apathy for all things that require more than two steps to complete (unlike, say, a toaster), with being OLD. And now, I’ll happily allow my teenage son updates the OS on my IPhone for me if it means that I don’t have to make split second decisions about what I want to overwrite or sync or whatever, for fear I’ll delete all 1200 songs off the Ipod. I think I want an IPhone 4, but when I start reading about the new features and differences, I yawn and become disinterested. I updated the OS on my 3G to 4 (see how stupid that sounds), and now I’ve got all kinds of bugs in my phone. (No, not real bugs, old people). I could probably fix it if I downloaded some updates, but I’d really rather just bitch about it every time my phone freezes up for 20 seconds. Yep, I’ve definitely become “that guy.”
So, there it is. I’m officially technologically OLD, and I’m fine with it. I’ll just have my son do everything from now until they put me in a nursing home. And even then, he’ll have to come over to program my brand new ginormous remote control for my 13 inch tv. And don’t bother with filling me in on the details, sonny…I don’t care… and I won’t do it next time it needs doing even if you show me how, I’ll just make you come back to do it again.