Strange Fruit
It’s confession time, folks. And I am, I admit, a mite embarrassed by this one.
Now, I consider myself to be fairly au fait with new technologies. PCs. MP3s, mobile phones, digital cameras, data projectors, toilet eco flush systems... I’m familiar with the lot and have embraced them within the scope of my everyday existence. I even run a part time web design business for God’s sake. The internet is practically my living room, bedroom and office. But, er, let’s not discuss the bedroom part right here, ok?
So all things considered I’m a bit of a techno-head. A gadget geek.
But for the life of me I just cannot get my head around Blackberry’s. Not the device itself but the name. For some reason I have a real blind spot where the term Blackberry is concerned. No matter what I do it keeps coming out as Blueberry.
To the point where I now actively avoid discussing such devices in public because I know “Blueberry” will just slip out before I can stop it.
Is this how old age begins? Or Alzheimer’s?
Will I wake up next week referring to PCs as WCs? Digital cameras as those new fangled box brownie things?
Is there a help line number I can contact?
Via pigeon post naturally...
Labels: alzheimers, blackberry, oldage, technology




