TO has steadfastly refused to surrender her old pc which even has, for gosh sakes’ a 3 ½ inch floppy drive.
Last year it was contract time so we upgraded our phones [free of charge] to a Sony mobile phone which is half androidy. [See, at least FruitCake is trying to get the hang of it.]
TO’s new phone is still in its packaging until I have a spare year when I can take her old phone to the new-phone-man and make sure we don’t lose her 9 million contacts in the changeover.
Last year, the day after her birthday, TO came home from work hinting about wanting an i pad for Christmas. [Of course, this has absolutely nothing to do with the fact that her baby sister has an i pad, or the immeasurably competitive nature of their relationship.]
On one of the many days we took Miss Maude to the vet last year [puppy farm syndromes], I picked up a piece of paper about a competition to win an i pad. “Here,” sez I, “we can’t afford a sick dog and an i pad - if you want one, you’ll have to win it.”
She is as lucky in her life as I am lucky to know her, which is extremely lucky and so naturally she won an i pad. 24 hours after the cheesy promo photos were taken, i pad brought home and a lot of tapping and swiping done, she dumped it in my lap and said “Here, you have it.”
Smart nephew dropped in one night and, over time and with a little hint here and there from various smart people, she is now addicted to playing yahtze and chatting with people from all over the world.
I’m confident it’s only a matter of time before she asks me to change her phone over.
And maybe, just maybe, she will eventually upgrade her PC to a new gee whiz interactive touch screen version. It will be good if we can afford to do so soon, because her i pad-champ little sister is getting frustrated trying to tap/swipe all the stuff on her home PC screen before remembering she needs an old fashioned mouse. That would place TO a couple of points up on little sister!