Passively avoiding technological advances

 

I was looking at my phone the other day. An update that I didn’t request had shifted almost all of my default settings.

I won’t go too deeply into the eye rolling that resulted, or mention all that much about frustrations involved. Instead, I’m going to move along with the idea that it reminded me that no one ever calls.

Ok, sure, that’s not true. My phone does ring on occasion. But in all honesty, if we removed any phone calls from sources that I have no interest in speaking with, I probably average about two phone calls received per week.

(Side note number one: When I say calls I have no interest in, that does not include my wife, parents, sisters, and so on. I’m not joking. I really have no desire to speak with my mortgage company about their refinance eligibility pitch, someone that wants to help with my expired car warranty, or my internet provider kindly raising my awareness of the packages they can give me on streaming television and home phone and more. Side note number two: I should admit that two calls per week involves rounding up. But there are weeks when I get none, and there are weeks when I get four or five. Two seems like a safe middle ground.)

Anyway… phone… lack of calls. And still, my phone is… imagine this, for a moment, if you can… a phone.

Phone works, does what I need, I’m happy. The latest and greatest iPhone, Android supported, improved camera, better storage units simply don’t catch my attention.

Yes, I text with it. Yes, I do take occasional pictures. Yes, I have a few games on it.

But for me, it’s a communication tool that has expanded. I admit that I’m in the age where texting is almost a necessary concept. And sure, I use the browser to help out with information when I’m not at home. My response to that, however, would be that I have grown into those options and have never been enticed by them. And in the end, as long as it’s doing what I need from it, I don’t get all that excited about update possibilities.

Just over ten years ago, I was walking down a hallway at work. Friend stopped me.

Friend: “Where the heck have you been”

Me: “Umm, I don’t know. Home? Here?”

Friend: “I’ve been leaving you messages. Like five of them since last night.”

Me: “I never got any voice mails. Did you call my house phone?”

Friend: “No. Text messages. I left you text messages.”

Me: “Oh, well, that explains it. I don’t text.”

Friend: “What?”

Me: “I can’t text. My phone doesn’t have that feature. I can make and receive phone calls.”

Back then, I was still using my first cell phone. It was a really basic model flip-phone. No texts. No games. Horrendous photographs. I’d had it for about five years at that time.

I’ve always tried to be careful about making assumptions that anyone automatically has the ability to handle the latest and greatest. I know people that even today don’t have cell phones. They don’t want them. And I respect that idea, trying to approach people without assuming that the phone number they give me flops into voice mail or accepts text messages.

A few years ago, Terry and I were on a trip. When checking in to the hotel, I asked if they happened to know any place nearby to get a good meal. I’ll spare you the longer discussion here, but a supervisor heard our conversation, came out to recommend a place but couldn’t give us directions. He told us we could look it up on our phones.

I kind of believe that Terry and I are in the majority of people right now. Technology is wonderful, and eventually we’ll pick up on most of the things coming around. But we’re likely going to be a few years behind the wave on the process. Not because we’re digging in our heels and getting dragged along into the future, but simply because right now it’s not solving any massive immediate issues for us.

Sure, it’s great to be out running errands, talk to my wife about picking up something for dinner, and then get a phone number, look at a menu, make reservations or find directions to that new place we’ve heard about but never set foot in yet. It is. But it’s not enough to get us buying the latest model of phone or add another streaming service.

We’re not against moving forward. We’re just moving at our own speed.

 

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