I sometimes miss the olden days
Those days before technology set out to drive me insane.
I have Cubs tickets for this year. Four of us bought 8 game packs. Tickets are distributed electronically only, no paper tickets, so I have to figure out how to download the tickets to my phone then send them to the other folks.
Might as well ask me to fly.
And I am trying to do a slide show. Having some difficulty. I know it does not help to scream obscenities at the computer, but it did make me feel better.
I know I will find someone to help me. Because my figuring it out will be about as possible as asking me to fly with a backpack on my back.
I scan my card, insert the chip, punch the numbers and always wonder if my card will be compromised. I worry. I fret. I continue to use the card. Getting me to assume that all transactions are safe will be as possible as asking me to fly with a backpack on my back and extra large pepperoni, sausage, Canadian bacon stuffed pizza in my hot little hands. And now I am hungry.
Jackie thinks I am crazy. I got my first Reader's Digest last week. Why does she think I am crazy? It's the large print edition. I can read it without my glasses and without straining my eyes. It is a comfort read, because I read it when I was much younger.
And I didn't have to worry about flying, or eating pizza, or whatever....I could just read a paper product. Manually turning the pages. With my hands, like nature intended.
Technology is for the birds.
Peace and Love
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