Why I hate Computers

Many years ago I lived in a cabin by a river
The river was dry most of the year, but that's not the point
The cabin had been built in the 1920's by Clark Gable and the husband of my landlady
It was a simple building, rectangular, red, one main room and one bathroom
in the late 1920's Mary Pickfords house in Hollywood was torn down to make room for her new house. Clark and my landladie's husband used the wood from the torn down house to build the cabin.
When we moved in there was no phone. When the phone company ran the line to the house they ended their work just at the side of the cabin. "There you go."
I had an old phone from the fifties that my Dad had saved in his garage. I used regular "bell wire" and hooked up the old phone.
It worked great. When we called people they would sometimes ask "where are you? You sound so far away."
I'd tell them, "I'm here. Where are you." It was so cool.
That old cabin, that old phone, the old cars we drove. They were really kind of junky.

My computer was state of the art three years ago. It became obsolete just after I bought it, and started acting up the very first day.
Clark Gable didn't have to put up with this.