I just read a post on Google+ about senior citizens not wanting more new gadgets. It was all about getting a cell phone and getting signed up for Twitter and stuff. It was mildly amusing and grumpy, but not really important enough to explain further. What amused me is the way this curmudgeonly attitude toward technology made me reflect on its role in my life.

This is the comment I posted in response:

“If I ever start talking like this I want somebody to grab the largest tech object still in existence and bash me in the head until I stop twitching. You’ll take my gadgets away from me when you pry them out of my cold dead hands!

My wife on the other hand is a very reluctant tech adopter. She is just now very slowly learning to admit that the MP3 player is superior to the personal CD player. She absolutely hates learning new gadgets. I find the thrill of learning a new gadget to be as addictive as any drug.

I restrain myself from bugging her to upgrade her outdated tech and she tries not to snicker when my bleeding edge device malfunctions and makes me scream. We both still think that our own way is a bit better, but in the end realize that there are benefits to each way of thinking. And…I just realized that this unwittingly became an explanation for how to make a marriage work. Heh.”