I Love My Parents
But Good Lord, it's only an internet connection. You go to properties, you put in the number, and then you connect.
I have no doubt that in a few decades I will be technologically ignorant of some unbelievably simple gadget that 8-year-olds can program. And I'll be confused by the outlet plug. Or lack of one.
posted by Teodoro Callate @ 8:44 AM
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4 Comments:
Ha! I am actually only on the internet thanks to my dad. Back in the dark ages, when I had my first laptop with an external modem, he got me signed up to some rinky-dink service and between that and the WAITING I just didn't get it and didn't care. I had heard about this crazy "internet" but was just like, oh, who really looks at it. I hated it and I got my money back and said "We wrote letters for thirty years and it was fine! I don't need email! No one I know has email!" I went back to it a year later... and now, I have withdrawal if I can't check Go Fug Yourself. I also bought a CD player ONLY when they stopped selling audiotapes altogether. My dad has actually been on the internet for about thirty years, has had computers since day one, has a scanner and a printer/fax/copier, you name it.
Still and all, we have yet to enter the iPod era in our house. So it's pretty much a given that yes, we will be your parents, even if we aren't mine.
Don't worry, be happy, Teo! My father doesn't even know what a computer is. when he saw my iMac G4 desk-top he thought it was a television and wanted to know if he could watch. honest!
He is a bit older than your folks though.
Ha!
i want an iPod so fucking bad. i just say it every opportunity i get.
in the hopes someone's just going to give me one.
and then i had someone confirm my suspicions once and say:
you know. it changed my world.
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