REBgp- you mentioned its a different world

[stevenash]

Twitter..

I thought about the 30 year business I ran with 1800 employees, all without a Blackberry that played music, took videos, pictures and communicated with Facebook and Twitter .

I signed up under duress for Twitter and Facebook, so my seven kids, their spouses, 13 grandkids 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 as everyone in the nearest 50 yards was glaring at me.  Seems I have 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 was the most annoying, rudest person I had run into in a long time.  Every 10 minutes, she would sarcastically say, "Re-calc-ul-ating".  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 when I would make a right turn instead, it was not good.

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 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."

[Hagar]

Literally, lmbo.   That sounds way to much like me lol.  But I don't tweet - don't know how.   Don't want to know.  It's all I can do to get on here a press the right keys.  Thanks to my sons gift to me upon retirement, I managed to get an iPad and the keys are bigger PTL.  Don't Facebook.  I heard people put Everything they do on there.  My first experience with GPS was my son in laws.  We were in his van going to Cypress Bend.  Seemed to work okay until we got on Hiway 27 & crossed the bridge at north end of Toledo Bend.  Then it told us to turn right on a slightly paved road, which turned into gravel, then dirt, with holes big & deep enough they should have been National Parks.  As we turned around, I cud swear I hear the music from Deliverance.  Give me a good old fashion road map any day.   

Great post Steve!   It's nice to know I'm not alone  

[LumRaiderFan]

lol...bisacksual.

good read...nice break from some of the other stuff.

[Hagar]

2 hours ago, LumRaiderFan said:

lol...bisacksual.

good read...nice break from some of the other stuff.

Ain't it the dying truth.

[Hagar]

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Well, it's different, but has an ok ending.  

In NYC they can't figure out if they're suppose to stand, squat, or lift their leg.