Technology’s creeping up on us everywhere. Chances are you’re probably not getting this article by Morse code, but rather off some kind of electronic device like a computer or some such wizardry.
Part of me misses the good old days when the TV remote weighed eight pounds, had two buttons and you had to wear lead gloves to use it.
It seems like it was only yesterday I used a drive-through cash machine for the first time. I drove up and stopped by the ATM, put in my card and …forgot my PIN number. While I was explaining to the little screen that my partner usually takes care of this sort of thing, the driver behind me started ramming my car with his Hummer, and I decided to park and go inside instead. So much for technology.
This morning as I was squinting at the paper and grappling with the nagging suspicion that those unintelligible little scribbles used to mean something, I heard on the radio about how they can fix my eyesight with lasers. What’s that? You’re gonna fire lasers into my eyes? And the whole thing takes only seconds and costs the same as the gross national product. Just give me the white stick, thanks very much.
And everything’s getting so tiny. I lost my cell phone the other day, and didn’t find it until I was flossing my teeth before bed.
But I’m not worried. No matter how advanced things get, they’ll never replace me with something plastic and battery powered that fits in a woman’s purse. That’ll be the day!
Isn’t life a blast?
