Should I Really Join Facebook?
]Read it all the way through! It's a good laugh! AND really quite true!!
A good laugh for people in the over 50 group !!!
When I bought my Blackberry, I thought about the 30-year business I ran with
1800 employees, all without a cell phone that plays music, takes videos,
pictures and communicates with Facebook and Twitter. I signed up under
duress for Twitter and Facebook, so my seven kids, their spouses, 13
grand kids and 2 great grand kids could communicate with me in the
modern way. I figured I could handle something as simple as Twitter with
only 140 characters of space.
That was before one of my grandkids hooked me up for Tweeter, Tweetree,
Twhirl, Twitterfon, Tweetie and Twittererific Tweetdeck, Twitpix and
something that sends every message to my cell phone and every other
program within the texting World.
My phone was beeping every three minutes with the details of everything
except the bowel movements of the entire next generation. I am not ready
to live like this. I keep my cell phone in the garage in my golf bag.
The kids bought me a GPS for my last birthday because they say I get
lost every now and then going over to the grocery store or library. I
keep that in a box under my tool bench with the Blue tooth [it's red]
phone I am supposed to use when I drive. I wore it once and was standing
in line at Barnes and Noble talking to my wife and everyone in the
nearest 50 yards was glaring at me. I had to take my hearing aid out to
use it, and I got a little loud.
I mean the GPS looked pretty smart on my dash board, but the lady inside
that gadget was the most annoying, rudest person I had run into in a
long time. Every 10 minutes, she would sarcastically say,
"Re-calc-u-lating." You would think that she could be nicer. It was like
she could barely tolerate me. She would let go with a deep sigh and
then tell me to make a U-turn at the next light. Then if I made a right
turn instead. Well, it was not a good relationship..
When I get really lost now, I call my wife and tell her the name of the
cross streets and while she is starting to develop the same tone as
Gypsy, the GPS lady, at least she loves me.
To be perfectly frank, I am still trying to learn how to use the
cordless phones in our house. We have had them for 4 years, but I still
haven't figured out how I can lose three phones all at once and have to
run around digging under chair cushions and checking bathrooms and the
dirty laundry baskets when the phone rings.
The world is just getting too complex for me. They even mess me up every
time I go to the grocery store. You would think they could settle on
something themselves but this sudden "Paper or Plastic?" every time I
check out just knocks me for a loop. I bought some of those cloth
reusable bags to avoid looking confused, but I never remember to take
them with me.
Now I toss it back to them. When they ask me, "Paper or Plastic?" I just
say, "Doesn't matter to me. I am bi-sacksual." Then it's their turn to
stare at me with a blank look. I was recently asked if I tweet. I
answered, No, but I do fart a lot."
P.S. I know some of you are not over 50. I sent it to you to allow you
to forward it to those who are.
Us senior citizens don't need anymore gadgets. The TV remote and the
garage door remote are about all we can handle.[/size]
Wed 28 Jun 2023, 13:21 by 
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Subject: over 50's plan