There are days when I am so overwhelmed by the technology around us; the constant updates and new inventions. It is really mind numbing and I think there are times I may subconsciously resist learning anything new. I often wish I could be more like my mom in this case. I envy the fact that she does not have a computer or e-mail address and find it endearing that she will now and then ask me to “look on the Ebay” (her word for Internet) for information. There are frustrating moments in life when I wish I had not gotten on that technology train and just remained standing in the station with my mom.
The other day I was sitting in my car at a red light and noticed a woman at a bus stop. For the life of me I could not figure out if she was talking on a cell phone or if she was conversing with the voices in her head. She had long (clean) hair so I could not see if there was a blue-tooth on her ear. She appeared to be well dressed; no shopping bags filled with valuables. As I watched, her head bopped and her lips moved; she was quite lively in her conversation. I was very intrigued, curious to know if she had one of the latest cell phone gizmos or if she had gremlins running through her head. As the light changed, I rolled past and gave her one last glance. It would have to remain a mystery.
The animated stranger did get me thinking, however. There has been such an explosion of technology and it can only get more overwhelming the older I get. I figure the technology train can only go in one direction and that is on the express track to Loopy Town. I have a corner all picked out.
Uffa!
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Monday, February 9, 2009
Pardon My Space
As you know I hate shopping and that includes, in particular, grocery shopping. I try to time it so I can grab a cart and run through with a well-planned list as if I were a contestant on a game show. It works out very well, usually no casualties. One Sunday morning I was awake at 6:00am so I thought it was a fine opportunity to venture out to the supermarket.
I arrived at 7:30am and with luck there were few cars in the parking lot; newspapers were just being stacked and produce clerks were the only ones making their way around the store with bleary eyes. Even so, I hastily made my way through the store with my short list. In record time I found a checkout clerk standing idly by waiting for my purchases and me; I started unloading the cart. I was surprised when an elderly man came up behind me and started doing the same; where on earth did he come from?
I moved ahead to do some packing; anything to help speed up the process. I stood at the credit card machine and planted myself there until the transaction was complete. Well, it seems my line mate had moved up too, right to the front of his items where I was standing. He cozied up right next to me while I was trying to enter my credit card information.
I could not help but say something and all he did was excuse himself, not moving an inch. What was this all about? I am sure he was not trying to steal information. Did he think I was going to bag something from his line? Is that the reason for the sentinel behavior? Proper line etiquette is to stand at the end of your grocery line until the person in front of you is done. Was it my place to teach him? I thought I could avoid this situation by shopping early on a Sunday, but the one rude guy had to find me. Don’t get me going on the one lazy person I met out in the parking lot, inches from the cart return, who was too lazy to return it. I’ll save that for another rant.
Uffa!
I arrived at 7:30am and with luck there were few cars in the parking lot; newspapers were just being stacked and produce clerks were the only ones making their way around the store with bleary eyes. Even so, I hastily made my way through the store with my short list. In record time I found a checkout clerk standing idly by waiting for my purchases and me; I started unloading the cart. I was surprised when an elderly man came up behind me and started doing the same; where on earth did he come from?
I moved ahead to do some packing; anything to help speed up the process. I stood at the credit card machine and planted myself there until the transaction was complete. Well, it seems my line mate had moved up too, right to the front of his items where I was standing. He cozied up right next to me while I was trying to enter my credit card information.
I could not help but say something and all he did was excuse himself, not moving an inch. What was this all about? I am sure he was not trying to steal information. Did he think I was going to bag something from his line? Is that the reason for the sentinel behavior? Proper line etiquette is to stand at the end of your grocery line until the person in front of you is done. Was it my place to teach him? I thought I could avoid this situation by shopping early on a Sunday, but the one rude guy had to find me. Don’t get me going on the one lazy person I met out in the parking lot, inches from the cart return, who was too lazy to return it. I’ll save that for another rant.
Uffa!
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
My Official Apology
As we enter this first week of Black History Month and we celebrate the emergence of our rodent friend Phil (well did he or didn’t he?), I would like to wish you all a belated Happy New Year and also apologize profusely for my absence. Between the Holidays, work (oh so grateful!!) and consecutive illnesses, I have been too busy to enter my rantings as often as I would like. While I do not believe in New Year’s resolutions, from this day forth I resolve to blog at least once a week. RANT ON!
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