I am now part of the new world order. I have a Smart phone. To be perfectly honest, it is w-a-a-y smarter than I am--at least at this point. But give me time...
The other day I suggested to my favorite youngest daughter that I might consider getting one someday--for several years she's suggested I live in the stone age phone-wise. Within hours she had me at the nearest AT&T store talking to a clerk--in fact sitting at a bistro table cozy-ing up to TWO gentlemen--Jen didn't want me leaving without one--a new phone that is...
Twenty minutes later I walked out with a lovely white Smart phone--Jen told the clerk to take my old phone out to the parking lot and have it crushed by the next passing car. Within hours, the color changed to a lovely green as the result of a cover--easier to find in my purse. Next a protective shield. Of course, during this time, I had no idea how to use said device.
Following all this came hours of instruction--Jen knows I don't read instruction manuals. I trained her early on--reading manuals and gift wrapping became her crucial tasks in childhood.
Next the apps that allow me to purchase most anything, scan coupons, find authors, bet on the horses, find an escort for the evening, and mow my lawn all with the touch of a finger--my world grows with a single brush of a key. My favorite oldest daughter thinks I could be dangerous with such a modern device.
All that aside: I feel young! I feel a part of the world! I own a Smart phone! NOW, what's next? I'll find out in 6 months when the Smarter Phone--Will-Take-the-Dog-Out--version finds its way off the production line....
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