AT & T told me I needed a new modem. I was not having any problems and had called with a billing question. A worker came out and spent 2 ½ hours with the installation, new wires and all. I discovered they had changed my network name and password. Adjusted my computer and phone. “No effect on the television,” he said before he departed. Wrong. I am unable to access Netflix, etc. I went to settings and tried. I could not find a password.
I called for aid. I remain optimistic.
My CPA asked me if I was able to take my tax form off my investment site and PDF it to him instead of copying 20 pages and mailing it with the rest of my stuff. I did it. I repeat, I did it. I asked him to confirm that he had received it. He sent an email within minutes saying, “Good girl.” I wrote back, “WOMAN.”
Neither is shocking.
I have a smartphone that was a hand-me-down five years ago. I use it when I travel. I have a landline for home and office. On a recent journey, I discovered I needed to recharge it far more often. I suspected the battery was going. And so, as soon as Julie arrived by plane, we headed to Verizon. Buy a phone myself? No chance. Julie took care of all of the data, etc.
I bought an 8. Anyone who knows me should be surprised.
I have written before about my concerns about the massive presence of technology in our lives. I have had a computer since the 1970’s. I had a cell phone in the early 1990’s. Having them does not mean I am well educated about them or that I know all of the ways I could use them in my life. But, I am not new to the world of technology. I am severely undereducated about it, for the most part, by choice.
My primary concern is about the diminishment of human interaction and vocal communication. We talk less. We spend less time with people. That concerns me and I am curious to know the impact it is having on people.
A conversation about this occurred at one of my business groups. One man said that when his children were at home, the parents asked that no phones or I-pads be brought to the table when they ate dinner. He said that at times, one of the kids would begin to use their phone or I-pad and the parents would ask them to put it away. Eventually, they found a way to address the issue.
When it was taken out, the child was told they would be washing dishes. That became the consequence. The instruments disappeared.
I applaud this intervention. Creative parenting.