The Baby Boomer and the IPhone

Okay, so I’ve told you already that I grew up using telephones like this:

Now you know how old I am!


Well, this week my IPhone finally came, and it’s been an experience for this cranky Baby Boomer.

As you all know (since I’ve shared my latest health boo-hoo with you) that I’ve not been feeling too well lately.

And I’ve been determined not to miss too much work.

That means I’ve come home from work every night very cranky, with no patience for anything at all.

Yeah, I’ve been a real pip.

Not a good week for me to try something new, especially if it’s got anything to do with technology.

I’ve not told anyone before, but I was on the Hewlett Packard company’s “get this customer off the phone as soon as you can” list after I got my first computer. I can still imagine HP staff trading stories about the angst-ridden middle-aged woman calling because she password-protected her computer, then lost the password.

Gut-wrenching anxiety regarding anything technological causes me to ask stupid questions.

I’ve learned how to deal with this part of my personality, thanks to therapy and years of practice (making a fool out of myself).


Anyhoo, to get back to the IPhone.

I finally got the sucker charged; that was the first night.

The next night, I propped myself up in bed and tired to figure this dang contraption out.

First I set up my voice mail; easy peasey.

Downloading an NPR podcast was not so successful; where the hell does the damn thing go after you download it?

Are you supposed to listen to it right away?

I wanted to download podcasts and listen to them on my daily bus commute.

I still haven’t figured that out.

Then settings-Wi-fi, sounds, wallpaper, etc.

Again, not too bad.

Then I tired to set up my email accounts, and that’s when I started to lose control and shriek obscenities at the IPhone.

I know, I know.

Not good for my stress levels.

And not schmart.

But I kept putting in my email addy’s, then the password, and kept getting error messages.

After multiple attempts (and puffs on my asthma inhaler, trying to calm down), I got my Gmail and Yahoo accounts set up on my phone.

I’ve given up on Hotmail.

But–I’m pleased to share with you all that it only took me thirty minutes to figure out how to add Seattle’s weather to my IPhone; I don’t really give a rat’s “a” about the weather in Cupertino.

But once I added Seattle’s weather it took me just a few minutes to get local news on Yahoo.

And then, oh joy of joys, I found my Google bookmarks already on my phone.


And today I figured out how to delete text messages.

Now, it’s Sunday afternoon and I’m pleased with my IPhone progress.

Not bad for an older techno-phobe.

Once I figure out where those blasted podcasts went, I’ll be a happy camper.

But wait.

I’m a happy camper right now, I realize as I read this.

I am employed, able to get a free IPhone (and able to pay my bill every month).

And I’m also open to learning new things at my age (although it may take a little longer for me, compared to other folks).

And I’m also smart enough to stay away from everyone when I’m not feeling well, when I’m trying to learn something new.

And, if you have read this far, I thank you kindly.

You are as young as your faith, as old as your doubt; as young as your self-confidence, as old as your fear; as young as your hope, as old as your despair. ~Douglas MacArthur

About boomergrl49

Mom, Grandma, retired social worker, blogger. I love reading fiction of all kinds, and I'm also addicted to television (Netflix, Hulu, Acorn, Amazon video).

Posted on October 23, 2011, in The IPhone & Me. Bookmark the permalink. 4 Comments.

  1. I really applaud you for tackling an Iphone. Not me. Well, I’m home all day with my computer and my cell so I don’t really need it. I’m proud of you. I would need a daughter to help me.


  2. Thanks, Kathy. I tried hard not to ask my son πŸ™‚


  3. Hooray, you will learn to love your new phone.

    If you download the podcasts from iTunes you will find them in the app called Music..go to More, and there you will see podcasts..

    Happy iPhoning!


  4. thanks, Lady Banana! My son Jay helped me last night. Mine were stored under the iPod app πŸ™‚ I listened to NPR radio on my way to work this morning. It was lovely!


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