I admit it: I have a severe case of technophobia. I just started texting about 6 months ago. I couldn’t stand reading the book Mr. Roller Coaster made me read on his Kindle. I have no idea how to use all the features on my iPod or my fancy camera. And when I once sat in front of someone’s Mac, I had no idea what I was looking at and had to ask for help just to get on the internet. So it was a big step for me to ask Mr. Roller Coaster to buy me an iPhone.
I swore I’d never cross over to the dark side of the latest technology. And I’m not the kind of person who wants something just because everyone else has it. But for some reason, I felt the need to get myself an iPhone. Mr. Roller Coaster was thrilled.
So now I have this iPhone that my husband already set up, and I’m looking at it and thinking: Now what? Where do I start? What do I do with this thing?