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By Bill Stokes
Kickass, the doorstop dog, reports that the keeper will no longer be dominated and humiliated by his “GD” iPhone; and if you want to talk to him, come to where he lives.
He is fed up with calls from people selling things, and he is tired of being embarrassed when he accidentally calls a family member when he meant to arrange for an oil change.
And it is not fair to Phyllis that she must be involved in defining text, messages, e-mail and how to deal with each one when they show up on the keeper’s phone.
The keeper will no longer consider it crucial to have his phone with him every minute of the day, and keyed into his car so he gets no peace from it even when he is driving.
He “vants” to be alone, damnit, except for Phyllis, of course, and he wants her in person and not on the phone.
There is something quite pathetic about the tech world’s demoralizing effect on members of the keeper’s age group; and he, for one, is damn sick of it. He would call someone to rant about it if he could be sure he’d get the right receptive party. Send him your phone number if you dare.
A big Amen for the blog, Brother Bill.