When Techno Bugs Me

When Technology Bugs Me
(Whines of the Technosaurus Rex)

Ok...Ok...
I have secretly vowed never to allow the new-fangled technological stuff become my bugbear. There were many times when I really thought that some of these mechanical monsters available now are the bane of my life. Well, what happened over the long weekend only confirmed my views.

Sshhhh....("they" are out to get me! I swear that "they' have a life of their own, and one of their missions in this world is to annihilate my fraying sanity!)

It all started on Friday when my "once-oh-so-pretty" handphone decided to play games with me. I have been toying with the idea of purchasing something more idiot-proof. I mean, what is the point of having a touch screen phone with so many functions when all I do with it is to make that basic phone call? It's my kids who have been able to fully utilise the applications, and once they dabble and change certain settings, I realise that I have to look at the wallpaper many times to ensure that I had MY PHONE...and not swiped something that belonged to someone else.

Anyway, I said aloud..."It's time to look for another "pretty' phone" (see...my criteria for the specifications is simple right?). Mind you, from then onwards, my current hp decided on its diva-sh act. It cuts me off in mid-conversations, and refuses to send my messages. It's call button refuses to be activated...and darn it, as it is a touch screen...how am I supposed to make calls? And of course, with a flourish, the screen disappeared!

I forgot to say that ...I will only change to a new phone when I can afford a new one! sob...sob...so I must somehow learn to co-exist peacefully with this one which apparently is exacting revenge for hurting 'her ego'.

Problem #2 came in the form of the spoilt modem. Huh? I do not think anyone touches that blinking thingy...so how in the world did this happen?

Initially, I was rah-rahing away at the fact that I can legitimately claim that I had no access to my e-mails, and cannot do the work. But...but...then it struck me! Oh no!...Like the poor little fly lured to the intricate beauty of the spider's web, I have fallen prey! No internet connection means...no on-line shopping, no on-line reading...and hey! I cannot write in my blog!

The children felt the pain first...suddenly not being to multi-task...and mourning over the loss of a lifeline with their friends. (But they were smart...they managed to get the laptops connected to the public wi-fi.) Really...it's scary to think how our lives have changed...how our beings have have sucked into the virtual world, very much like that experience of the Dementors in Harry Potter pulling away the life force of those who are not strong.

However, I survived...(and am still surviving). I got through the weekend in one piece...by going back to the mundance things I do (re:- wash, cook & clean). I also had interesting company - a 'motley crew" of people who were preparing to go for war.Those are the basic things that make life meaningful.

(Shh...I now make it a point to 'sayang' the electrical stuff at home. I mean, can I afford the thought of all of them ganging up on me ala "Electric Dreams"? Shudder....)