We live in a time of many strange diseases. Technology fatigue is one of them.
One of my monitors got tired and died. I stepped out of the room for a minute and when I got back one of them was black. Up and died, just like that. When suddenly confronted with the situation, it occurred to me I don’t really need a computer. Do I? It’s not my child or my aging mother or anyone who seriously requires attention. What about me? Do I get to be tired? Do I get to turn black any time I feel like it?
Sort of. I canceled my long distance plan the other day in a fit of rage when I found out they’d tacked on something called ‘administration fees’ which increased my 6 cents/minute cost to $2.95/month + per minute charges. I don’t remember being informed about that although apparently I’ve been paying this charge for the past six months.
Since I hardly ever make a long distance call, with the ‘admin fee’ I could easily be paying $1/minute. I can put a $10 credit on my Skype account and have long distance for the next 3 years. But, then I’d need a computer. We’re locked in, coming or going.
I fiddled around with the monitor buttons for awhile to no avail; still black. I unplugged it and tossed it on my couch. Then I thought what the heck, might as well call LG and tell them about it. If I’d had one lick of attitude from their tech support I would have hung up. But he picked up on my deep sense of weariness and decided not to aggravate it.
The next thing I knew he had walked me through everything I needed to order a replacement monitor and return my old one, shipping paid both ways. Technology is so cheap now they don’t even attempt to fix monitors, they just replace them. All I had to do was get out the box, pack it up, lean it against the wall and wait for Purolator to arrive.
Since it’s been The Week of Technology Fatigue, I thought I’d go the whole nine yards and quit my job at the college. I fixed everything I said I was going to so enough already. I suddenly realized I’m exhausted from carrying the survival of an entire school for the past year and a half.
I’m going back to enjoying my retirement. This might sound as if I have reams of free-time again for genealogy. But, that remains to be seen. Every time I wake up I feel like sleeping 10 more hours so I’m sleeping til I don’t feel tired anymore. When I have any energy at all, I’m visiting all the parks in town.