I just got a new phone because my old one was dying. It was a Blackberry and I miss my little keyboard, but everything is a trade-off. The new one is very nice. I’ve discovered scrabble in the game store and I’ve been playing it with my daughter-in-law and her mother. For some reason, that stupid little addictive game keeps giving me either the “j” and the “z” at the same time, or all vowels. I know it’s supposed to be random, but I swear it’s out to get me. On top of that, I can tell my daughter-in-law has been playing this for a while. I’ve played several games with her and I haven’t beaten her yet. She’s been killing me.
At any rate, I don’t know about you, but sometimes I swear the electronics in my life are out to get me. My work computer seems to be catching cold lately even though I don’t surf on it and I don’t open suspicious mail. My camera has been making odd noises lately when I’m using one particular lens on manual focus....I hope there’s nothing wrong with it.
I used to make fun of my son. Everything electronic he buys has a problem and he has to exchange it. I’m not kidding. When he was still living at home, we ordered him a computer for college and the first monitor had a purple screen. We sent it back, and the second one came with a broken case. We sent that one back and UPS lost it. The credit card company only credited us for one of the monitors so we ended up paying for two. He bought himself a printer at a local electronics store and it didn’t work - he had to exchange it. When he got his first apartment, he bought a bread maker that didn’t work and he had to exchange that. Recently, he bought his wife an i-phone and the screen didn’t work, so they had to exchange it. There have been several more things I can’t think of right now.
Before my father passed away in May last year, I had been thinking about getting a new computer, so before my son came out for the funeral, he bought it for me in New Hampshire because he didn’t have to pay sales tax. I told him to make a point of telling the sales person it was for his mother, not for himself. Fortunately, it seems to work fine.
They say you can affect the things around you by the energy you give off. I guess I influence the letter generator in the scrabble game and my son influences everything electronic around him. Is that weird? Or am I just imagining things? I know you know what I’m talking about. Everyone has their odd “thing”. I swear my mother-in-law used to buy three scratch-off lottery tickets at a time and win on two of them. Every time. I never saw anything like it. I once saw her go to the drug store across the street about 5 times, exchanging winning tickets for more tickets until she won 25 bucks, at which point she stopped.
Ah, well, perhaps if I concentrate some energy on it, that little scrabble game will stop giving me the darn “j” and the darn “z” on the same turn.
