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Score one for technology!

I have not hidden the fact that I think a lot of technology is ruining us. People become so dependent on their smart phones, iPads, laptops, GPS devices, etc., that they forget about human connection and even doing things the "old-fashioned way" at times. And sometimes people who are always wired (well, wireless is more like it) don't realize that not all of us are. For example, if you send an email a couple of hours before a meeting/practice/event/test change, you cannot assume everyone will read said email in enough time. There are some of us who still have our stupid phones, so unless we are sitting in front of a computer 16 hours a day (and sometimes that is not even enough), we are bound to miss things like that.

But, of course, technology can be wonderful. I am glad I have a cell phone, even if it is stupid. When my relatives, traveling from two counties away, arrived late to meet me at the Steelers game, I knew what was going on thanks to my phone. And texting allows me to let Brian know if I (or Jordan and I) are running late or doing somewhere we have not planned without my having to call his cell phone and interrupt him while he is working.

I have great peace of mind having OnStar installed in my car. I hope I never have to use it, but just knowing it is there makes it worth the money.

And it is nice to not only be able to take pictures whenever I want without having to drag a camera everywhere, but also to be able to upload, save, and print out said pictures right away. Of course, as I have also stated here, the camera in my phone is rather crappy. But still, I think of how many simple moments I have been able to capture that I would not have 10 years ago.

In fact, today, since Jordan is dressed up for school as her class will be singing at a retirement home after school, I took a few pictures of her in front of the tree. As I said in my last post, I have been a little behind with everything, which meant I have barely thought about my Christmas cards. But having taken those pictures, I could then upload them to Walgreen's site and create a photo card in a matter of minutes this morning, knowing that those cards will be ready before lunch today. But wait, as I am typing this, I just got an email that they are ready now!

So in the spirit of being grateful, generous, and kind, let me give technology an atta boy along with a high five, something I just don't see myself doing too often. You are welcome, connected friends.

Comments

bluzdude said…
You're right that it's tough when you remain several steps behind so many others, technology-wise. I still use and appreciate my "dumb" phone. I know that there is so much more that can be done with the more advanced phones, but I'm still content to use my phone as a phone and my computer as a computer. And my phone is turned off when I'm at home or work, because I already have phones there within arm's reach.
Facie said…
Bluz: My phone is on all day, no matter where I am. Whether I hear it vibrate, particular if I am not wearing it as Dr. Facie often does, is another story.

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