OLD SHOES, PUPPY DOGS AND LAPTOPS
Then you get new shoes. They look great, they even smell good, but they pinch your feet and you need a shoehorn to put them on. You hate to get new shoes dirty. You hate to scuff them. They are new shoes.
Is there anything cuter than a puppy? They are cuddly, happy, frisky and comical. Bringing a puppy home is exciting, but then they don’t obey. They run away and will not come when called. They get in the garbage. They pee, poop and spew. It takes years for a puppy to learn your rules, to come when called, to sit, to stay, to tell you when they need to go for a walk, to become an old pair of shoes.
This week I got a new laptop. The old one was unreliable in picking up a wireless signal. It was a little slow, it was scratched. Its battery life was limited and the power cord would cut out from time to time. Replacing the battery and buying a new power cord was almost as expensive as buying a new laptop.
The new laptop is bigger and lighter than the old laptop. It is faster, does not drop the wireless signal, will run for four hours on the battery and has updated software. However, the touchpad is super sensitive. Unless I guide the little arrow with a feather-like touch it will not move. If I press too hard on the pad the screen size changes and I don’t know how to reset it. Out of nowhere the arrow turns to a scroll bar and I can’t stop it from scrolling. I can’t find my files, my pictures, or my open screens. The new version of word is better. I guess. For now I prefer the old version.
It has been several days now and I am slowly learning the proper pressure to control my cursor. It takes a frustrating amount of effort, but I can eventually find my files. Slowly I am becoming comfortable with the new laptop. We still are not in synch. It is still like a puppy.
I miss my old pair of shoes.