I'm all for new-fangled things. I'm a huge proponent of technology. My life is SO much easier with all of the gadgets I have!
👉 My computer that I'm typing on right now is a marvel to me.
👉So is my phone - which in all honesty is just a mini-version of my computer.
👉My car? It's got a computer screen on the dashboard that talks to me.
I also spend a fair amount of time learning how to USE all this new technology. And then I spend a fair amount of time REMEMBERING how to use it. (And that, my friends, as we age, is a whole subject all on its own.......................)
So - given that everything I seem to own today has something to do with fancy technology (even my ski jacket has a heat-reflecting lining) - I assume that everything I touch must have fancy technology.
Not so - and I'm still laughing at this one.
The other day, John, our neighbor and friend Jean, and I needed to visit a notary to sign some documents. John brought along a very pretty, very fancy pen for the occasion.
We get done signing, John is at the counter paying for the notary service, and Jean and I are standing together. While we're waiting, I decide to put the tip of the pen away, so I don't accidently mark my coat. Or Jean's coat. Or anything else within 20' of me. (I'm notorious for leaving pen marks on clothes, hands, chairs, purses, and sometimes an innocent bystander.)
Jean is watching me ... as I twist the pen to put the tip away. As I twist the other way. As I try clicking the top of the pen. As I try clicking the holder-clip thingy along the side. As I try it all again. As she's giving my ideas to try. THIS is some sort of high-tech pen, I tell her. She starts laughing, and I start laughing. We're both looking at the damn pen like it's a jet engine or something. It MUST be a SUPER high-tech pen - like a James Bond-007 kind of pen.
At that point, John comes back and is now watching us. We're still holding the pen - looking at it this way and that - trying to close the tip - and cracking up.
He puts his hand out for the pen - we're still laughing. He carefully takes off the top and gently slides it over the bottom. Like ......... an old-school Bic pen. With a cap. In slllooowwww motion. Just to be funny.
Jean and I are looking at him, looking at each other, and now laughing even harder. And he's shaking his head and laughing too. Although I think laughing AT us, not WITH us.
Bottom line here? Just because you think you've mastered most of the technology you have in front of you, doesn't mean squat when it comes to a pen.
Even if it's a fancy pen. With a simple cap.
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