You know how these things change. I mean these computers and stuff. One day you are just figuring out Windows 7 and then it is gone and replaced with Windows 8. And you are lost. Again. (Repeat cycle)
And soon enough and sure enough you are fed up with all the changes and long for the good ol’ days when things worked like you understood them to work. And our hands shake with anxiety and frustration over the new features and new look of an old tool that essentially does the same thing but now looks completely different.
And it usually happens that the parts removed are some of the ones that you found the most valuable. You are left with an “upgrade” that you neither understand not does the very things you wanted it to do in the first place. (Repeat cycle)
And we curse at the inanimate machines and the “them” and “the “they” that are responsible for our endless nightmare of “updated”” “upgraded” and “improved” tools at our disposal to conquer the world around us.
It is at these times I am reminded of the “Going back to simpler times” and CK Lewis with his take on how everything is amazing and nobody is happy.
So I smile for a moment at the thought and go back to my white knuckled grip on my machine that is not doing exactly what I know it used to be able to do but now seems no longer capable of doing. And I curse them. Whoever the heck they are?
Most of the good things I have learned, like most people did not happen in a building and happened over an extended period of time. I think that may of my personal revelations happened standing alone on a trail in the Grand Canyon. On a hot trail. With no one around. And I stood there thinking “I’ll never get to the top.” Real and deep dismay. After doing that for some years every time I hiked in the Canyon I came to discover a thing I like to call “Patience.”
It helps me relax a bit when it comes to computers and machinery in general. It even helps me with politics. Lots of things work, like “just walking away.” Or maybe I finally actually ask a human for help rather than an endless search on Google and help forms from five years ago. And of course I’ll never actually think of interacting in real time with another human as I struggle with coming to some new understanding of how to make things happen. I’ll email someone and wait. And while I wait I get even more frustrated. I think about the CK Lewis clip. I smile for a moment.
More shaking and cursing and anxiety. It is as endless as the upgrades.