My computer is disturbingly like my body. The machine is slow and plodding. Sometimes it slowly ceases to respond at all. I awaken each day, wondering what frustrations will rise with the sun. I expect maddening frustration and usually am not disappointed.
What works today frequently does so reluctantly, suggesting tomorrow will be a day of disappointment. So I get on the phone with my neurologist or computer doctor, knowing each will be an expensive hassle. Not that I’m complaining. Do you have days when it seems nothing works?
Built-in obsolescence is a piece of our lives, isn’t it? It seems to be in the natural order of things in a lagging economy or with our aging bodies, especially as we continue to get older. And the limited life span is built into products to keep the economy chugging along. I would like to appeal the system, though I have no idea of where to address my angry letter. Like my mom used to say when any of her kids was pissed off, “tell it to the judge.”
Now, once more, I cannot read your responses to any blog posts.