Tuesday, September 1, 2009

Automatic Doors and all that jazz

Hello Faithful readers (and by that I mean my family, Emily, and Nicole...)

Well, it's now been about 5 months since I've blogged. Oops! I SWEAR I'm going to be better. So, I was walking into Target the other day, when I realized something. We have become so used to technology and automated things that it's become comical. What do I mean....read on for some examples.

1. As I walked into Target, I found myself waiting to enter through the automated doors. I was about the 5th person in line when I realized, Geez, Lindsay, just push open the damned door beside you and walk right in. I mean, 10 years ago we all got by just fine opening and closing our own doors, rather than waiting for a machine to do it for us.

2. My bathroom at work has automatic flushers, which has led me to have a wet butt more times then I care to remember. Any slight move and the thing flushes and sprays toilet water. Sort of like a surprise bidet. The bathroom also has automatic soap, of all things. So, standing, impatiently, with my hands under the faucet, waiting for the automatic sink to kick only. Ha! Jokes on me. Just to keep us on our toes, we actually have to turn on and off the water.

3. My car is old. Not 1980 old, but a 2002 Malibu Maxx. It doesn't have automatic door unlockers. I actually have to physically insert my key into the the key slot on my door, turn it, and unlock the door. You wouldn't believe how indignant my passengers get that they have to ...gasp...wait for me to unlock the door and get in befoe I can open their door. I want to shout, for god's sake people, not so long ago every one had to actually open their doors. And hotels?? They used to open and shut with this strange metal device called a key...

4. Don't get me started on voicemail. It is 2009. Pretty much anyone over the age of 8 has a cell phone. Even my dad has a cell phone, and he loves to do some texting. So WHY do the cell phone voicemail ladies insist on giving a voicemail lesson every. single. time. you leave a message??? We get it - wait for the beep, leave a message, done. Instead, "if you want to leave a callback number, press 412." Or, and this is my favorite, whenever I call Nicole, her lady says, "If you want to send a fax..." Um, hello? If I wanted to leave a fax I would...send a fax!! Not call her damned voicemail.

Those are just a few examples of how spoiled I've gotten by technology. In fact, as I write this, I found myself getting impatient that my email wasn't loading as fast as I wanted it to. Deep breath. Not everything needs to be instant gratification. In fact, some things I like the old fashioned way. I hate online shopping. I like actually going inside the bank and talking to the teller. I love getting a card in the mail, and taking the time to send one. I even kind of miss having to drop your pictures off to be developed. It was so exciting to pick the pictures up and see how they'd turned out!

What about you? What crazy things have you become reliant on, and what do you miss? Me, I miss VHS, but man, I can't imagine living without my DVR!!!

3 comments:

Unknown said...

Hi Poda...Loved your blog entry!!! I was lol as I read some of your pet peeves re: electronics, etc. I thinking blogging would be fun...might have to try it myself...I am going to think of some of the things I miss and let you know....love you dearly, Mom

Lauren Stahl said...

You are funny. It is true though all of it, the doors etc. I can't believe that your car doesn't have auto lock though, but it wouldn't bother me to ride in it :-)
I am surprised you didn't say anything about the kindle and the love of real books, although I do go back and forth they both have their advantages. And I totally agree about real mail. I still send birthday cards when I can remember and I still love getting them and other real mail!

Steph said...

I too hate the voice mail messages. I almost throw the phone across the room when that b#$ch starts talking........;)