I mentioned in a previous post that Jim and I finally purchased smart phones. What can I say? We're a little slow on the uptake.
Anyway, we had to go to the Apple store because I was having some problems with my phone. If you've never been in one of these stores, let me tell you.....it's mobbed with people. ALL.THE.TIME. You can not just walk in and have a "Tech" look at your phone. You have to schedule an appointment. Granted, it could be within the hour (one time we had to wait 2 hours). Most people just mill around and either play with the store's equipment or just talk. There are only a few stools available, and those apparently are reserved for the "training" table for the customers who purchased new equipment and needed some tutoring.(I observed that most of the customers WERE young and didn't seemed bothered by standing around for a long time.) I have some physical issues, so standing for any length of time is not good. I swiped a stool as soon as one was available, and Jim did likewise. One of the workers looked at me kind of funny and I told him that I couldn't stand. He seemed okay about it.
While we were awaiting our turn, I watched an elderly man sitting across the table from us getting tutored on his new purchase of a Mac Computer. It had a very large monitor. When the lesson was over, the old man began packing up his computer. I looked over at him and smiled. He smiled back. I turned my head the other way, then glanced back and he was standing RIGHT next to me. I let out a little scream and said, "Oh! You scared me!"
He laughed and said, "All this technology! I think for OUR generation - it's harder to grasp! This younger generation! I think they have a special compartment in their brain to deal with technology!"
I laughed and said, "Yes, my granddaughter likes to play games on my phone and she's 4!"
Jim commented how he has problems with the keyboard because his fingers are too big.
We all laughed and then he walked away.
After he packed up and left, I leaned over to Jim and said, "Can you believe that guy thought I was from HIS generation? C'mon, he was a LOT older that me! He was a LEAST YOUR age!"
Plus, I was feeling pretty smug. I knew my way around the computer. I have a blog. I'm on Facebook. I'm on Pintrest. I email. I thought I WAS pretty "techie", you know?
And then the "tech" came back with a new phone for me.
She said, "Can I put your case on this?" (Meaning, could she take the case off my old phone and put it on the new phone.)
And do you know what this smug, tech-know-it-all replied?
"What? You want to put my FACE on it? NO!"
I thought she wanted to take a picture of my FACE and put it on my PHONE for the wallpaper.
She said, "No, CASE. Can I put your CASE on the phone?"
"Oh my gosh, I thought you said 'face'."
She said, "That is really funny!"
I'm sure she was thinking, "This woman is really stupid!"
I said, "I am so embarrassed! It's hell getting old!"
Apparently I AM old enough to be in the old guy's generation!