You know those neat link things people send you in emails? I don't know how to do that. Copy and paste and attachments are as savvy as I get. And pictures and audio files? Forget it. I have no notion of what's involved in Heather's blog with pictures and blurbs, etc. Way way beyond my ken.
I operate on the transistor radio model. I had a little black model in the 60s that came right up to my level of competence. Two switches. One to turn the thing on and off which also acted as the volume. One switch to learn that did two things. Nirvana. And the other control handled the stations. Only AM. No FM. It fit me to a tee. I listened to WLS from Chicago, and it was all I needed to do that. I want everything to match that level.
But I am disappointed in my quest for the transistor radio model. Every appliance, computer, phone, etc. wants to do more. and more. And I lose my mind trying to buy simpler models.
Recently we looked for a new refrigerator. We had to. The old one went. So every model I looked at had all the stuff in the door. I want this appliance to hold my food at an acceptable level that prevents botulism in my home. That's my requirement. Trying to find one that didn't serve me seven settings of ice through the door and cold water was nearly impossible. Finally managed that. But an added feature of this one is an alarm when the door stands open. Like when I'm putting groceries away. Everyone in the house at one time or another has yelled, " shut the **** up." Ah yes appliances which annoy you. That's a goal.
There are buttons on my car that are a mystery to me. I can't turn on the DVD player in there. Don't know how. And the car explains everything to me in pictures. I'm not only a Luddite; as I mentioned in the last blog, I'm completely non-visual. I picture things through words. So a car with many buttons (non-transistor radio) and picture (non-word) is nearly impossible for me to cope with. It's a wonder I know where the key goes.
I'm equally mystified by all the magical forces at work in my home--electricity, plumbing, etc. For me, I turn switches or handles, and sometimes the magic works. And sometimes it doesn't. Burned out bulbs, blocked sinks--the magic failed. Right now the magic works on the computer. If it doesn't, I'm lost. I'm that person who needs to be reminded that the magic doesn't work if the inoperative appliance is unplugged.
My solution is to live in a house full of gadget geeks. It strokes their egos to give me that smirk as they roll their eyes and fix everything. I'm fine with that. If they want to clutter their heads up with how all this stuff happens, so be it. Just don't make me do it. I'm busy filling my head with words, not processes. I like it that way.
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