Technology can be good and bad! I feel like Arnold Fine when I think of the good ole days when you had to call the operator and she would call you back in order to connect to Israel. It was the only way to do it. Now you just dial a few numbers and you are talking to people that it would take hours to fly to see. How did people figure this all out? It always boggles my mind.
But then there are times like today when I accidentally hit "send" and it's all over - irretrievable. That fast paced technology is not making me feel good right at this moment. I mean what is that "unsend" button really for? I tried it. Trust me...it doesn't work.
This reminds me of a story which was quite heartwarming, funny and sad all bundled into one. A few years ago some genius invented the self-flushing toilet. It was a great invention for hygiene, but not so great in teaching "our children" self-help "life skills" because not all toilets have this feature. Be that as it may, a certain preschool decided that the pros outnumbered the cons and installed them. One day I heard a child crying inside one of the stalls. I asked if she needed help. She cried "yes, please come in and help me!" When I opened the door she had her hands in the toilet water and was frantically splashing. I exclaimed "sweetheart what is wrong, why are you doing that?" She quickly explained that her beautiful bracelet which she wasn't even supposed to wear had fallen in. I told her not to worry that she should stand up and I would figure out how to retrieve it for her. Well, she listened and no sooner did she stand when the toilet went and self-flushed. Needless to say I don't know which one of us was more mortified. But B.H. her parents thought it was hysterical and gladly bought her a new bracelet.
6 comments:
This post SENT me laughing.
If only some of our words were retrievable; if only some moments of our lives were also retrievable. . .
glad to have been the cause of your "send off." your comment is profound. thanks for visiting and for your comment.
I once wrote an email to someone. I was tryig to address certain issues. At some point I decided not to send it to the person but to send it as a vent to someone else instead. So I started changing the tone a bit and went on. And then I touched the send button and out it went...to the person I had NOT meant to send it to!
The same type of thing happened a second and third time, where somehow I pushed send with the wrong address in there. Each time was uncomfortable big time and as quickly as I could I asked the party that got it to not read it.
I wonder if, G-d forbid, I'v ever sent something to the wrong address without kowing it. Or if the computer somehow did without my approval. Recently a friend replied to an old email that I resent and asked why I resent it. I hadn't. It wasn't i my send folder. And yet. The computer sent it. Scary.
I never even saw an unsend button. I thik one day they'll maybe figure out a way to undo. At least there should be a way to double check. With so many other things the computer asks - are you sure you want to do X,Y,Z? Why not always ask "are you sure you want to send this message to address X?"
I appreciated and related to your post.
corrections - oy, my keyboard is not responsive, misses letters.
trying
I've
re-sent
something
think
Thanks for your comment RNF. I see that you really "get" it!
"I never even saw an unsend button"
The "unsend" button can be found in your "sent" mail file.
I love your next comment. It reads poetic...
"trying
I've
re-sent
something
think"
was it meant to be a poem?
it was meant to be a list of corrections that i noticed that were bugging me (there's got to be a way to spell check comments easily - but i don't know it). after seeing how it looked, it struck me as a bit avante guard/poetic. i wondered if one could/would read unintended meaning into it, the way I think people sometimes do with Beatles songs, or with any words or presented forms. A writg teacher of mine once said that when you write there is, and should be a theme, but you shouldnt worry about it too much because your subconcious (sp?) takes care of it, and that's just the way it is.
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