I mean it makes perfect sense. From her perspective, I would just pull it out of my pocket and start gently rubbing it carefully with my finger, or prodding softly at it. She just thought it was weird. Why are you doing that? Okay, your device’s principles are strange.
She actually never got completely used to “buttons” as she called it, any kind of machine that you had to use a separate control setup for other than just the direct valves or levers involved. Turning the steering wheel makes sense, turning the knobs on the stove makes sense. Any time she put something in the toaster oven, though, with its multiple modes and controls, she would just savagely twist or push any knob she could find until the thing started making heat, and then when she was done, she would remove the object and leave the door open to let the thing gradually figure out things out on its own and shut off. “Life is short, man, don’t bother me with your goddamn buttons, I don’t care.”
When my mom got her first smartphone, she had such a hard time with buttons. She would either poke at the quickly and tentatively (she thought she’d get a shock), or push really hard. She finally figured it out, but it took far too long.
Stroking screens ha ha
I mean it makes perfect sense. From her perspective, I would just pull it out of my pocket and start gently rubbing it carefully with my finger, or prodding softly at it. She just thought it was weird. Why are you doing that? Okay, your device’s principles are strange.
She actually never got completely used to “buttons” as she called it, any kind of machine that you had to use a separate control setup for other than just the direct valves or levers involved. Turning the steering wheel makes sense, turning the knobs on the stove makes sense. Any time she put something in the toaster oven, though, with its multiple modes and controls, she would just savagely twist or push any knob she could find until the thing started making heat, and then when she was done, she would remove the object and leave the door open to let the thing gradually figure out things out on its own and shut off. “Life is short, man, don’t bother me with your goddamn buttons, I don’t care.”
When my mom got her first smartphone, she had such a hard time with buttons. She would either poke at the quickly and tentatively (she thought she’d get a shock), or push really hard. She finally figured it out, but it took far too long.