Right now I’m in a Mac store at the mall, using the computer on my break. I recently discovered that all the computers on display are hooked up to the Internet. So far, none of the enthusiastic workers have asked me to stop checking my email…I usually mutter something about wanted to check out how safari works and they back off. It’s partly true actually, see, I’m thinking of making the big change from Windows to Macintosh this Christmas.
For those of us raised with computers…I can remember the first family computer when I was about 10, _(it had a black screen and green writing)_, the computer is a daily essential…like a telephone. Sometimes I think about what it would be like to have gone through college without a computer. Or without the Internet for that matter. I have become dependent on the Internet, which I don’t see as a bad thing, I think of it as the future. I use it for things my parents wouldn’t even think of…looking up phone numbers, restaurant menus, driving directions, store hours, movie times, …..news.
Switching over to Mac really will be a big change for me. I’m so used to pressing control-alt-delete and control-Z to undo. Sometimes… _(now this is really sad)_ I make a mistake in real life, like knock over a cup or break a glass and my first instinct will be to push undo. That says something about our generation, or maybe just my mental health. I’m not saying other generations aren’t willing to embrace new technology, but it’s just that, they have to embrace it…or at least, try it. I think we sort of have an inherent knowledge of it. Take my grandpa for example. I arrive at my grandparents house for Thanksgiving and he comes down the stairs with white ear buds in his ears. He’s bought the new iPod Video. I’m in shock. I spent the whole trip helping him download to iTunes and it was really fun. I think Macintosh might make the generation gap a little smaller.
Anyway, if only Mac could see what I’m writing….nice things…, but I think they’re starting to suspect my motives and my break is almost done with. I don’t know why I’m nervous to move everything from my good ol’ Dell over to an ibook. If my grandpa can do it…so can I.