I am turning into my dad, there’s no doubt. My dad is one of those souls who – as smart as he is – is a technophobe. He had barely figured out how to program a VCR (or maybe he hadn’t) when he had to learn to work a DVD player; that’s still a work in progress. Cell phones have been a bit of a struggle, although he has won that battle. The fact that he answers the phone on speaker and then shouts into it while holding it like a normal phone call is a function of his hearing rather than operator error.
I’m becoming the same way, although my current Achilles heel is Snapchat. Sure, I can navigate my way around WordPress, Facebook, and Instagram like a boss, limited only by time and speed of my internet connection (or the blasted IT department at my office, you censoring bastards). Snapchat is a mystery.
I downloaded it because of the silly face filters and face swap pictures I was seeing all over tarnation. That was pretty funny stuff. I dreamed of face-swapping with my Staypuft marshmallow man figure in my office. That didn’t work, by the way. Or maybe I just suck at it.
It took me hours to figure out how to do it. I still don’t know what to do with pictures once I take them, other than to save them to my phone for dissemination to other sites. How pathetic is that? I was egged on by our secretary – or administrative assistant. She’s a maestro at this stuff.
Note: I mean no offense by “secretary-” it’s just easier to say. Regardless, she’s awesome and puts up with a lot of shit from a bunch of geologists and other recalcitrant eggheads and makes sure our “very important” correspondence goes out as well as ensuring we get paid properly. She’s awesome.
Anyway, I should have known my 5 year old kid would master this and love it dearly. She would have easily filled up our iCloud with goofy pictures if I didn’t distract her quickly. “Look, Stella! A walking chocolate cake!”
So now I can take goofy pictures. Ok. Now what? And now I’m paranoid, as isn’t Snapchat kind of a pervie app that teenyboppers are using for sexting? Eeeeew.
My love affair with Snapchat may be very short-lived. I don’t think I’m cool enough.