iMad: A Silent Generation Survivor Takes on Apple

 



I’m from the silent generation they say.

I have to tell you there’s nothing silent about me.

I don’t know who they’re trying to aggravate, but everybody that works on the iPhone, the iPad, the iWatch should be shot or maybe hung.

If we’re the silent generation, I want to let you know I’m not silent anymore.

I was so proud of myself that I actually learned how to use an iWatch, an iPhone, and an iPad. That wasn’t good enough. Oh no they have to change it around every five minutes just in time to aggravate you.

This is not good for my health. I’m not supposed to be upset or aggravated.

And then they blame the boomers for everything. I have to tell you it’s these new wet behind the ears kids that are causing the death of their parents and grandparents.

Who do they think they are anyway? They can’t even go anywhere without looking at their phone. They can’t even sit in a crowd and communicate like a normal person. They must look at their phone.

And they blame the boomers for everything. Really, I don’t think so.

I need to go because I have to figure out my you-know-what phone so I can connect it to my you-know- what watch and then see if there’s any time left in my day to read my book on my you-know-what iPad.

And don’t get me started with all the darn codes. I am so tired of logging-in every time I have a complaint with some company’s broken log-in system. 

Until next time, I’m out of here. Maybe permanently.

 

 


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