Monday, April 02, 2007

The Technologically Challenged


I'm among the many who are considered technologically challenged (we're the ones whose electronic devices constantly blink 12:00). Cell phones especially give me trouble.

Every time I buy a new one, I'm forever trying to figure out how to operate it. By the time I do figure it out it's time to upgrade to a newer model, and my techno troubles start anew. And those troubles have put me in some embarrassing situations.

Recently at church, during the middle of the clergy's talk, I received a call on my cell. I thought I'd set the ring tone on my phone to the silent mode for incoming calls. Wrong!

Now, having the ring tone on my phone go off during church would have been embarrassing enough had I set it to sound like the ring of a standard phone. Having the ring tone of my phone go off during church would have been embarrassing enough had I set it to play a catchy little tune. Having the ring tone of my phone go off during church would have been embarrassing enough had I set it to say some funny little phrase or quote. But nooooooo, I'd set the ring tone of my cell phone to sound like barking dogs, very loud barking dogs, barking dogs that to this day startle me when I receive a call!

I floundered about the pew, resembling something akin to a dog in desperate need of a good worming, in an effort to silence my phone, but it was to no avail.

So, red-faced, I scurried out to the foyer with my hand over my pone, trying to muffle the "WOOF, WOOF! WOOF, WOOF!" while the eyes of the congregation roamed the chapel in search of the idiot who'd brought his dogs to church. It's a wonder I'm still allowed to worship there.

Not figuring out how to set my ringer tone to silent is just one of the embarrassing situations I've been into thanks to being technologically challenged. You see, I have a feature on my phone that I'm sure I'd enjoy if I could just once successfully perform the operation to use it. This feature is the call-waiting feature, and it's been a trial for me.

Oh I've read the instruction manual, more than once, and it seems easy enough to do. But when I'm conversing with one person and call-waiting beeps, premature senility sets in, and in the process of trying to switch from one caller to another I disconnect both parties.

Once, when switching from one phone line to the other, I somehow accessed the conference-call menu, enabling three of us to chat with each other at once. Thankfully, there were no repercussions from that mistake. Of course, I now live in fear that when chatting with a lady friend another will beep in and I'll once again accidentally access the conference-call mode. Losing the affection of two ladies in one felled swoop would be so depressing.

But what really scares me is what I recently read concerning a cell phone that fits in your tooth like a filling. A cell phone in your tooth, are you kidding me?! Judging from my ineptness to work my current cell phone, I don't think a phone that fits into my tooth is for me.

On the other hand, if someone I'm mad at has one and it sits adjacent to a bad tooth, well I might be technologically challenged but I do know how to push the redial button.