I love technology. I hate technology. I can’t live without it. I want to live without it. It’s a conundrum of magnificent proportions to those of us who grew up with 10″ television screens and 45 rpm records. However, I’m trying to adjust.
Because both my husband and I are now teaching classes in art and drama via the internet, we found it necessary to upgrade our WIFI service. That required us to bundle a few things together and hopefully it will cost us less by the time we’re done. With all this COVID19 social distancing, it was interesting to see how all of this would be handled.
My husband took care of the visit to the provider store with his face covered and hands gloved. He was met by a young man who was covered as well. The entire process took about two hours and by the time Paul returned home, he was a nervous wreck. Numbers were flying in his head. He was unsure if he’d done the right thing. I knew it was a matter of technological overload, but it actually scared me a little.
The installation of the WIFI was interesting as well. Most of it took place from the outside. They connected to an existing portal, which took about an hour to do. Then the masked man entered the house and set up the modem. Just like that it was all done.
Buyer’s remorse set in when the estimate came in the mail for our first bill, Today we will set up the television sets which will widen our viewing experiencecov and I expect that should take most of the day, since we’re doing it ourselves.
Personally I feel we’re being force fed this technology stuff whether we want it, need it or not. At the moment, it’s a matter of necessity for us to be able to work and make a buck or two in addition to our fixed income of social security. We’re both willing to learn, but truthfully it’s hard to teach old dogs new tricks. I guess I should call on my granddaughter for assistance. For the younger generation, all of this is just a snap.