I don’t like to screw up. None of us do, but some people are smart about it. They shrug and learn and move on. Me? I get angry, mostly at myself. I whine and complain and want to drown myself. First child syndrome, it’s not pretty.
Because I live in fear of looking like an idiot, I don’t jump on new things quickly. It took me a while to wrap my head around it, but I talk to my phone now. Not on it, to it.
My car and I are real close, I’ve been talking to her for years. She’s really good with directions and she’s knows all my contact numbers.
As soon as the holidays roll around, the perfect time to load up on stuff you don’t need, I’ll be starting conversations with, “Ok, Google.” Apparently, smart speakers are well informed on current events and our taste in music.
It occurred to me yesterday as I chatted with my phone that I talk to a lot of gadgets, but people?
Hell no. That’s what texting is for 🙂