As usual, I announce things backwards. This is no reflection on the age of the Senior Techie. This is my usual operating procedure. Anyway, after I posted my first, of what I hope are many, Senior Techie moments, my mind snapped back to remember that I never introduced Senior Techie.
Well, it’s me. I’ve loved tech since before Star Trek and nothing has changed. Needless to say, as a star traveler, I predicted several innovations that have come into existence. Almost all of my high school reports were about space travel, military aircraft, and all things flying. Stories to follow on all of that madness.
As computers, mobile phones, tablets, etc. found their way into the mainstream, I was beyond happy. Then, I began gathering these devices and that inspired the need to know how they work. Problem: I was getting older and some of the younger ones working in these tech oriented companies had no capacity to work with seniors.
We are smart but may need a bit more patience when it comes to explaining how these devices work. So, Senior Techie has been unleashed!!! Now, I need a costume and a logo…wink wink.
So here’s a flashback that illustrates why Senior Techie is just absolutely airborne over the newest tech devices and why my generation has an obligation to become tech savvy:
While I didn’t own the brick phone, (look it up) I had a bag phone which I carried alongside my briefcase and purse. My HP Jornada (sophisticated Palm device) was in the briefcase with its folding keyboard. Cumbersome, yes, but all necessary for a gadget loving businesswoman. Here’s a brief scenario of how effective it was to have a bag phone:
The class is over at Wellborn College-(name changed) darkest campus in the world but one of the most beautiful in the daytime. Young Senior Techie (YST) in a hurry to get home. She had her briefcase, purse, bag phone, and umbrella-it had been raining. She opened the door and stepped into the pale yellow light-the only light-between her and the parking lot which was adjacent to a wooded area. There were no other people in sight. She adjusted her eyes to the dark, and then, from the nearby bushes (thick bushes) she heard the sound of fast motion.
Quickly, Young Senior Techie focuses her attention on the now moving bushes. Fear…is it an animal since the campus is heavily wooded? People? But, why are they coming through the bushes? Oh, she thought, I have a phone!
The noises are increasing as she fumbles frantically to get the bag phone in position to call somebody! Anybody! The umbrella falls first, then the briefcase followed by the purse. But, YST holds onto the bag phone. Quick, unzip the bag and get that phone out!
Voices…male voices getting closer. Can she make a run for the parking lot? NO!
Three men appear as startled to see Young Senior Techie as she was to see them.
They face each other. Two of the men holding back as one steps foward.
YST: (voice of recognition) Clay, is that you?
Clay: (surprised) Ah, yes, hey. What are you doing out here alone?
YST: (still holding the half open bag phone) Trying to get home.
The other men seemed tense and unrecognizable.
Clay: Come on, where is your car? (to 2 men) Wait here.
YST gathers her belongings with Clay’s help and nervously glances at the other 2 men. Bag phone is still partially zipped.
YST: (thinks) Can’t wait for a small phone to put in my pocket.