My new friend's name is Compaq. Yeah-strange I know. But that's what she wants to be called. I met her this morning at Staples and brought her home. She was so excited that she nearly jumped out of her box. She's lighter and slimmer than her predecessor. And she's lightning fast too.
My computer guy came over to help me transfer programs from my dear friend Toshiba to my new friend Compaq. It was awkward for all of us. (well-not the computer guy because he just doesn't understand the dynamics of our relationship) Toshiba bowed her head and I think I saw a tear squeeze out of her port. It took three minutes to upload files from her and only seconds to download them to Compaq. But still, she did so with grace. But I knew...yes I knew. It was painful to watch as she tried to retain her dignity. Then something amazing happened.
We were almost finished when I asked my computer guy about "Word." You see, editors all ask for articles to be sent as Word Documents. So he checked with Compaq. She didn't have it. Toshiba smiled slightly, but not in an obvious way. Compaq bowed her head. Now it was she that felt defeated. After some talking, Computer-guy explaining the new 2007 version of Word, it was apparent...I didn't want it. I wanted the old Word...the one that Toshiba had given me freely for so many years. Toshiba shrugged her backspace as if to say, "I tried to tell you."
It seems that age has its virtues, and one of those is a word-processing program that I not only want...I need. And so I walk off into the sunset...alone...stuck between two worlds. Toshiba is on one side and Compaq the other. Neither is perfect...and yet...both have their place, in my heart and in my life. How will this story end? I don't know. Can we ever truly live happily ever after or is life just a story book in which we must write out own ending? I don't know...I don't know if I'll ever know.
Do you know?