One hour ago, Mother of PittGirl who is in her early-fifties calls my office. The same mother of PittGirl who for the first year that she had a computer would send us girls emails that were just one giant paragraph and then finally one day sent us all a message that said, “How the heck do you go to the next line on this damn thing?!?”
That Mother of PittGirl:
PittGirl’s Office Phone: Bzz. Bzz.
PG: This is PittGirl.
Mom: PittGirl. Hi, Honey. Did you sleep good last night? How’s work? It’s mom.
PG: Good. Good. What’s up?
Mom: I’m sitting at the computer trying to get to This Website.
Mom: Where would I find that?
PG: Um. www.ThisWebsite.com
PG: So you just type it in.
Mom: Oh. Okay.
Mom: And where do I type that in?
PG: You see up a box up top where it says http?
Mom: Um. Doodoodoodoodoo. Oh. Yeah.
PG: Right there. Erase all of that and type in www.ThisWebsite.com.
Mom: Okay. Click. Delete. Delete. Delete. Deletedeletedeletedelete.
PG: [waves away the person that enters her office. I’m helping Mommy here.]
Mom: Okay. double u double u double u dot … do I put spaces in it?
PG: You do not.
Mom: Okay. double u double u double u dot … capital letters?
PG: It doesn’t really matter. Just type it in there. www.ThisWebsite.com
Mom: Okay. double u double u double u … [pause]
PG: Just type it, woman!
Mom: dot tee h eye ess double u eee be ess eye tee eee dot see oh emm. Okay. Let me check my spelling. double u double u double u dot tee h eye ess double u eee be ess eye tee eee dot see oh emm. Okay. Done.
PG: Press return.
Mom: Okay. Doodoodoodoodoo…
PG: The “Enter” button.
Mom: Oh. Okay. There we go. It says “Loading.” Is that right?
Mom: Oh. Okay. There we go. Look at that.
Yes. Look at that.
Join me tomorrow when I teach her how to minimize a window and she says, “Can’t we just get your father to do that?”
Also, I’m well aware that one day in the future, I may be calling children of my own all, “My goodness. I’m trying to teleport your father home from golf and it is just. not. working!”