Are You Smarter Than Your Smart Phone?
November 20th, 2011
We waited in the Milo Gordon Kia dealership for Shane to complete the paperwork to our purchase of a Molten Red Kia Soul+, a techie little car ready to drive us into the next decade. To make use of the time I began futzing around on my new Pantech Breakout smart phone. In the waiting area was a 70 something dignified little woman waiting for her oil to be changed. We’ll call her Margaret. Margaret asked if we had bought a new car and I responded I did. We began chatting about gizmos the car came with. She said she no longer wanted to learn another thing. Curious but believable. I get it, where learning something new, might tire one out. After all the amount of information and systems those over 60 have already absorbed is mountainous. It would be one thing if the new tech I was learning went smoothly like syncing my telephone book on with data back up on line. Suffice it to say, learning the new phone was not going smoothly, it took several attempts just to get the kinks in my plan worked out. Margaret, on the other hand, was only interested in her church group and traveling. Margaret’s husband did even less, not even traveling. While we waited we watched the “Occupy Wall Street” latest news on TV. Her reaction, “Why don’t they stop all this nonsense and get a job?” Margaret did not watch television or the news. I did relate to her that my niece was part of the demonstration and she did have a job. Margaret pulled out her cellphone. It was the kind they advertise in AARP magazine for seniors. “This” she said, “is all the complicated I want to get.” 
I admit I occasionally get digitally drained, and yet there is something in me that does not want to be left out of the ongoing parade of fascinating inventions. Frustration with a new media can lead to hacking and actually finding out the stuff that is not in the sad excuse for documentation that nowadays accompanies hi tech gadgets. After a long night at redoing my contact list I am getting quicker with highlight-cut-paste and delete. For instance, I have now taught the computer how to pronounce our last name by putting in the phonetic “Fairy in” for Fahrion (otherwise I would have to say “Fa Rye In”). I have pretty much decided to leave the learning Kia tech gadgets to my husband to work out like solving the mystery of the three buttons on the bottom of the rear view mirror. To be fair the Kia Soul manual does a decent job of explaining. Currently the car’s UVO (voice recognition and activation) does not understand my husband, perhaps there is a bit of West Virginia intonation still in his voice. But there is a solution to his dilemma, he will have to teach the UVO to understand his dialect.
What I need now is to NOT take on any more new technology for a while. Pardon me as I go over and put a piece of toast in the toaster. I’ll just turn a nob to 5 minutes and wait until I hear a very mechanical sound “ding”.





