The cartoon above seems to be a perfect summary of the conversation I had when I bought my new cell-phone.
My 13-month-old cell-phone collapsed during my trip to Yorkshire. I could speak but couldn’t hear what people said on the other end. All I want from a cell-phone is for it to ring when someone calls me and to be able to make phone-calls. I don’t really want a camera or an MP3 recorder or a radio or a TV or God knows what else. The problem is plain cell-phones don’t exist any more, and the learning curve on the new cell-phones is impossible. I don’t think I am particularly obtuse or technophobic, but who wants to spend hours learning how to make the stupid thing ring so that you can hear it, without getting “cute” bips and noises when hitting the keys? Not me!
Don’t you love those cartoons at blaugh? I do