I've written this before and I'll write it again....
I'm not into Facebook,
Tweeter Twitter and other so called social network websites. Right, the advantage of joining Facebook et al is if you're a student, a celebrity, a politician, a businessman, a member of the news media, a protestor and an activist is so that you can promote your name, revolution and whatever business you're in to many people. But not for me. I'm not into hundreds of friends. I don't have any business to sell. I don't know those people and I don't care who they are. Mind you, I'm not anti-social. I like everything simple. It's such a waste of time. I could barely cope up with my regular e-mails in my Windows Live Hotmail. Why in the world would I go with links to other group sites? Why do I have to spy on the private lives of my family and friends? After all, it's none of my business. And for what? It's already in my e-mail! It does not make sense to me. What annoys and bothers me everytime with the not so new Windows Live Hotmail format is the e-mail replies are interconnected. I like one on one. Another thing, the attached files disappear when they are forwarded to another e-mail address. So many things are updated they became so damned complicated for me. I like everything easy and I just want to read my e-mails. One good thing with Windows Live Hotmail is the YouTube videos are interfaced, I can click right away and I don't have to go to the YouTube website/link.
I want my simple e-mail back.
Date: Wed, 8 Feb 2012 09:54:27 -0800
From: rqpascual
Subject: FW: Priceless!!
To:
Sooo true!!
--- On Wed, 2/8/12, Evelyn Pinili
Subject: Fw: Priceless!!
Should I Really Join Facebook? (Priceless)
Read it all the way through! It's a good laugh! AND really quite true!!
A good laugh for people in the over 50 group !!!
When I bought my Blackberry, I thought about the 30-year business I ran with 1800 employees, all without a cell phone that plays music, takes videos, pictures and communicates with Facebook and Twitter. I signed up under duress for Twitter and Facebook, so my seven kids, their spouses, 13 grand kids and 2 great grand kids could communicate with me in the modern way. I figured I could handle something as simple as Twitter with only 140 characters of space.
That was before one of my grandkids hooked me up for Tweeter, Tweetree, Twhirl, Twitterfon, Tweetie and Twittererific Tweetdeck, Twitpix and something that sends every message to my cell phone and every other program within the texting world.
My phone was beeping every three minutes with the details of everything except the bowel movements of the entire next generation. I am not ready to live like this. I keep my cell phone in the garage in my golf bag.
The kids bought me a GPS for my last birthday because they say I get lost every now and then going over to the grocery store or library. I keep that in a box under my tool bench with the Blue tooth [it's red] phone I am supposed to use when I drive. I wore it once and was standing in line at Barnes and Noble talking to my wife and everyone in the nearest 50 yards was glaring at me. I had to take my hearing aid out to use it, and I got a little loud.
I mean the GPS looked pretty smart on my dash board, but the lady inside that gadget was the most annoying, rudest person I had run into in a long time. Every 10 minutes, she would sarcastically say, "Re-calc-u-lating." You would think that she could be nicer. It was like she could barely tolerate me. She would let go with a deep sigh and then tell me to make a U-turn at the next light. Then if I made a right turn instead... Well, it was not a good relationship.
When I get really lost now, I call my wife and tell her the name of the cross streets and while she is starting to develop the same tone as Gypsy, the GPS lady, at least she loves me.
To be perfectly frank, I am still trying to learn how to use the cordless phones in our house. We have had them for 4 years, but I still haven't figured out how I can lose three phones all at once and have to run around digging under chair cushions and checking bathrooms and the dirty laundry baskets when the phone rings.
The world is just getting too complex for me. They even mess me up every time I go to the grocery store. You would think they could settle on something themselves but this sudden "Paper or Plastic?" every time I check out just knocks me for a loop. I bought some of those cloth reusable bags to avoid looking confused, but I never remember to take them in with me.
Now I toss it back to them. When they ask me, "Paper or Plastic?" I just say, "Doesn't matter to me. I am bi-sacksual." Then it's their turn to stare at me with a blank look. I was recently asked if I tweet. I answered, No, but I do toot a lot."
P.S. I know some of you are not over 50. I sent it to you to allow you to forward it to those who are.
We senior citizens don't need any more gadgets. The TV remote and the garage door remote are about all we can handle. |
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