I struggle with technology, though I’m sure this comes as little surprise. This lack of skill and experience is why I accidentally hung up on several people today while on the job. There are just too many buttons on phones. I kept forgetting to put people on hold, so I dropped the line when I tried to transfer them.
I still struggle with Twitter a little bit too. I need a brief tutorial. I could look at the one online, but that’s online and requires the use of technology, so I’ll wait until I come across a real person to show me.
These small mishaps make me so happy when even the smallest bit of technology goes well for me.
With technologically-advanced, all-fancy, automatic toilets, sinks, soap dispensers and lights, rest rooms are breeding grounds of small frustrations when automation fails. It’s insignificant, but enough to miff you and dampen your day, literally and figuratively.
But I love the paper towel dispenser in the restroom for the congresswoman’s office. It is automatic and dispenses the exact and perfect amount of paper towels for me to dry my hands. No frantic waving to try to get the dispenser to pick up your hand motion a second time is necessary. Such a small triumph, but such great joy.
