When a technophobe woman called Bridget
Comes stumbling into the digit-
-al world, the computer
(She finds) doesn't suit her.
Now she can't tell her app from her widget.
And that, I'm afraid, is me. I've no idea what any of these things are. I keep being told (by my computer) that I 'need cookies' (for example) but nobody tells me why, or even what they are.
Why can't things computer-related have sensible names/titles? ones that I can understand? If I phone for help, I get nice young men who rattle off instructions and lose me after about thirty seconds. I hesitate to ask children/grandchildren (yes. Even you, BJ) because they're all busy. I probably ought to go on a course, but I'm done with courses.
So I soldier on. Sort of. Hoping that one day the penny might just drop.