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We Are Officially Too Old for Modern TV
My dear husband and I like to think of ourselves as relatively up to date on modern technology. We can Zoom with the best of them. We have playlists of our favorite songs on roughly 14 different platforms.
OK, we can’t usually access those songs, but still. I mean, did YOU know that GooglePlay Music was going away? We didn’t.
Anyway, we have a “flat-screen TV” which cost us about the same amount as our first car. It has “HD” on it. We aren’t sure if we are watching High D or Low D most days, and we don’t know what the “D” stands for (Dustiness? Data? DumbStuff?), but at least we have “HD”.
We are cool enough to have watched every single episode of “Stranger Things” and “Mrs. Maisel”. We even tried “The Crown”, but with our aging ears, we couldn’t get past those stuffy British accents. The point is, we at least TRIED to watch it.
We are cool old farts. We know what’s up. I can even (cough, cough) take a screenshot of my concert ticket on my phone, saving me from appearing hopelessly ancient when we get to the venue.
(See? I even say ‘venue’ now.)
So it came as something of a shock to us this morning when we realized that we have no actual idea of how to operate our TV.
