Am I a technophobe? God no. I love technology, and gadgets, new things to tamper with, things that light up, the list goes on. However, I am blessed with the gift of not requiring half of the stuff I enthuse about.
How is this a gift?
Because it means I get to go into fancy gadget stores, look at all of the fantastic technology with scary specs that retail in the many-hundreds, and I never have to worry about getting upset and breaking things because I will never own any of it.
Requirements for a phone? That it enables me to call people, and text people, and take photos. Lately I've been a little fussier - bluetooth is handy, the ability to change wallpaper and individual ringtones a near MUST. That is it. My MP3 player has to be able to play music, and radio is a bonus. A little monochrome display would be nice too.
If you try to sell me a phone by telling me about how easy it is to browse the 'net with it, you've lost a customer. Touch-screen and voice-recognition, I'll just get violent at you. There are few things I hate in this world more than smartphones, just for their amazing capacity at destroying any given social gathering.
Today while browsing for a new MP3 player, the shop assistant very gleefully enthused that the model she was trying to sell to me "even has a high-quality camera!".
Whut?
I don't really know how to finish this self-indulgent ramble of a blog post, so I'm just going to go about my day while I wait for my cute little music maker to charge. I look forward to using it to listen to music on the go, and nothing else.
How is this a gift?
Because it means I get to go into fancy gadget stores, look at all of the fantastic technology with scary specs that retail in the many-hundreds, and I never have to worry about getting upset and breaking things because I will never own any of it.
Requirements for a phone? That it enables me to call people, and text people, and take photos. Lately I've been a little fussier - bluetooth is handy, the ability to change wallpaper and individual ringtones a near MUST. That is it. My MP3 player has to be able to play music, and radio is a bonus. A little monochrome display would be nice too.
If you try to sell me a phone by telling me about how easy it is to browse the 'net with it, you've lost a customer. Touch-screen and voice-recognition, I'll just get violent at you. There are few things I hate in this world more than smartphones, just for their amazing capacity at destroying any given social gathering.
Today while browsing for a new MP3 player, the shop assistant very gleefully enthused that the model she was trying to sell to me "even has a high-quality camera!".
Whut?
I don't really know how to finish this self-indulgent ramble of a blog post, so I'm just going to go about my day while I wait for my cute little music maker to charge. I look forward to using it to listen to music on the go, and nothing else.
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