How we used to give my father, the legendary Luddite, such a hard time about his computer woes. He swore every time, "Hal" was purposely vexing him.
I bought my first new computer in God knows how many years: 12, 16? My most recent one was Legendary Richard's old laptop. I struggled with its slowness and finding my files in the cloud, until it finally refused to do simple things like check boxes. Do you know how many boxes you have to check or fill out on a daily basis? Deleting an email, filling out a registration form, ordering from Amazon- all require box checking. And did you know a computer eventually won't do this anymore? Neither did I.
Before that, I used Adam's gaming computer from 2016 to 2021. I had it repaired a couple of times, and the last time it died I just gave up. I decided rather impulsively yesterday was the day I had to have a new desktop. Yes, I like, no make that love, a full size screen and keyboard. People who use their phones for everything, I just don't understand.
Back to Richard. I feel you, Dad. I can't access my paid Microsoft office suite, I hate Edge, all this verification crap Google and everyone else puts you through is for the birds. Setting up a new computer is supposed to be easy. Eventually I will get it together. I'm trying to have patience and not complain out loud.
And why do they put the USB ports on the back of the computer? Maybe no one uses these anymore. Me and Richard, we have issues. Where are those floppy discs? What does it matter? We are lucky my mom has given up trying to learn anything new. She just asks us if she needs something computer related. But dad never gave up trying to use his computer. It was his connection to the outside world, as his body and his world shrank ever smaller.