The Joys of Technology

This entry was inspired by my 6 yr old niece, whose story I tell in the 3rd paragraph (not counting this one).

If you are like me, then you appreciate the use of technology. I love my little techno-toys. Between my wife and I, we have a desktop computer, a laptop (tablet pc), a pocket pc, an IPOD, and more. And to add to all that, I am currently looking into getting a blackberry. Just to let you know how much I enjoy these technological advances, I sometimes stress out at the thought that I know there are programs and other things on my computer or pocket pc that I don't know how to use. However, I am not so bad that I am losing sleep or giving up excessive amounts of time to play with my gadgets. But I enjoy them nonetheless.

I also take pleasure in hearing stories from old timers who had to make it though life without the same level of technology we have today. Specifically, I hear the most about how people functioned without the internet. People actually did research in libraries and used the dewy decimal system, whatever that may be. Now, we have what we are looking for at the click of a button. I am old enough now to see differences between then and now. My stories look something like this, "I remember when we made it though life with one cell phone," or "Remember when it took a few seconds to get from one website to another? Now it's instantaneous with high speed internet," or "I remember when most of my friends didn't even have a computer in their home." I know this is silly to an older person, but it is still weird for me to see these changes happen so fast. Mind you I am only 28 years old.

I had an eye-opening experience the other day that spoke to the rapid advancement of technology in our society. My 6 year old niece came to visit a couple of weeks ago. I bribed her to go to Wal-Mart with me by offering to buy her some gum (she ended up getting an OSU snowglobe ...I'm a sucker, I know). We hopped in my Ford F-150 XL single cab. Although I love my truck, there is nothing special about it. It is the basic of the basics. It is a stick-shift with no power locks or windows and it has a tape deck (no cd player). So my niece and I pull into Wally World and I park. As I get out on my side, I notice she decides to get out on the passenger side (earlier, she got out on my side with me). So, I told her, "Tana, lock the door." She glances at the door for a few seconds. Thens she raises her hands in the air with a confused look and says, "Big Josh!" That's what she calls me. "Big Josh! How?" So I motioned with my hand to tap the lock down. She looks at the nub sticking up out of the door and gently presses it down. She then looked up and smiled. Enthralled with a sense of accomplishment, she said, "Oh, cool!" and then proceeded out the door.

This story is really funny to me. My niece has become so accustomed to power locks that actually locking one with her own hand was abnormally exciting. But that is the direction our society is heading. I joke around with my wife sometimes and say, "You know when we are grandparents, we'll be telling our grandkids, 'No kidding, phones used to have cords and you couldn't take them out of the house,' or maybe, 'Oh yeah, phones were huge in our day. They were as big as the palm of my hand.'" Wow! It'll be interesting to see what the future holds.