{"id":869,"date":"2012-10-31T15:32:35","date_gmt":"2012-10-31T22:32:35","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/infmom.net\/journal\/?p=869"},"modified":"2012-10-31T15:38:27","modified_gmt":"2012-10-31T22:38:27","slug":"lawn-computer-you-i","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/infmom.net\/journal\/?p=869","title":{"rendered":"Get off my lawn. And take the computer with you."},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Today, I sallied forth to the mall, to look into buying a second Roku box at Target and to see the new Microsoft store.<a href=\"http:\/\/infmom.net\/journal\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/10\/howdy-doody-c1.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignright size-full wp-image-872\" title=\"howdy-doody\" src=\"http:\/\/infmom.net\/journal\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/10\/howdy-doody-c1.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"191\" height=\"219\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Ordinarily, I like being the age that I am. However, being my age and my gender almost invariably brands me as a techno-idiot to the kiddies who sell tech stuff these days (and on a heck of a lot of tech web sites as well). I&#8217;ve sometimes thought of getting a t-shirt made that says I WAS USING COMPUTERS BEFORE YOU WERE BORN or I WOULDN&#8217;T EXPLAIN THAT TO ME IF I WERE YOU or something similar. Once or twice in the past I&#8217;ve whipped out my A+ computer technician certification card and said &#8220;Let&#8217;s start over with the assumption that I do know what I&#8217;m talking about,&#8221; but today&#8217;s techno-kiddies don&#8217;t know what an A+ certification is.<\/p>\n<p>I don&#8217;t really fault the Target kid for not knowing what a Roku box was. He did immediately call someone who did know, and told me where to find them. However, when I got to the shelf, I found that Target doesn&#8217;t carry the model I wanted. So much for instant gratification.<\/p>\n<p>Then I went to find the Microsoft store. Which turned out not to be an actual store, but a glorified kiosk in the area of the mall where they usually have Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny, in season. There were several employee-looking young men milling around, and people were walking up to see what Windows 8 looks like (not as ghastly on the screen as it is in book illustrations, I must say) and to play with the new Surface tablets that were out on display.<\/p>\n<p>The Surface tablet intrigued me, so I stepped up to check one out. It was flashy but a lot slower than I expected. I looked around for someone to ask about this and none of the employee-looking people were even near me, nor were they checking for people who might need help. I tried typing on the keyboard (which was bright pink) and wanted to ask if they bundled it with the tablet or if it was strictly a separate purchase. \u00a0Again, no one showed any interest in my corner of the kiosk. I folded my arms, stood back a little, and waited. Apparently tubby sixtysomething ladies are this year&#8217;s blend into the carpet model. Not one whisper of help did I get.<\/p>\n<p>In order to wash the taste of that out of my mouth I went directly upstairs to the Apple store, where I was greeted immediately by a cheerful young man who didn&#8217;t even blanch when I told him that I really wanted a MacBook Pro but could not afford it at the moment. He showed me the one with the retina display, and when *I* blanched at the prices, cheerfully took me to the non-Retina model (with which I have decided I am in love) and told me to play with it as much as I wanted and seek him out if I had any questions.<\/p>\n<p>Before he went, I thanked him for simply being helpful and told him that Apple clearly eats Microsoft for lunch.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Today, I sallied forth to the mall, to look into buying a second Roku box at Target and to see the new Microsoft store. Ordinarily, I like being the age that I am. 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