Yesterday I learned what a flash drive is. And I felt like 100 years old.
Have you seen those things? They are teeny tiny and carry loads of stuff. I was impressed and it was so sad.
My assistant ordered me a lot of supplies and dropped them in my inbox. As I sorted through them, I came upon this lighter, so I thought. I played around with it for a while and noticed the USB port under the cap. Huh?
Does it go into the computer? For what?
I went and asked her what this gadget was---would you believe I thought it was something for my cell phone? I don't think that was a bad guess, but the look on her face...holy crap, did I feel old.
She explained it to me. I was so fascinated, I made her demonstrate.
Yeah.
Welcome to 2006, Golightly, and get used to the technology because women older than you are explaining a flash drive to your old ass.
3 comments:
Oh, that's bad. When I was an English teacher, the old biddies were already throwing around their new flash drives in the teacher's lounge (and if there are ever people that are resistant to new technology, it's English teachers).
Um ... I don't know what it is either. AND I don't have TiVo!
I knew what it was, I just didn't know what it was called.
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