I probably have the same love-hate relationship with technology as everyone
else. Dependent on it, compulsive about turning on my computer, can't
ever get smart enough about it, no matter what I buy it is obsolete
before I pull away from the curb. I will always be the object of geek
scorn because I will always do something really stupid with my
"I gave the best years of my life to Ma Bell and what did it get me?
When she went to pieces, so did I. I've got operator's hump from plugging
and unplugging, I've got carpal tunnel from all those years dialing.
Oh sure, everything in the workplace, now, is ergonomically correct.
They worked out the kinks on me. Look at this hand: I can't even flip
anybody off anymore."