Darth’s body language says it all. May the Force be with you.
Sometimes the world serves up encounters you could not make up if you tried. Like this past weekend when I found myself with a 60-minute wait in the packed entryway of a local restaurant. My family was catching up with me just in time for the table, so I was solo for the wait.
With a rare hour alone I grabbed a stool, and to I took the opportunity to catch up on my reading. And then the woman next to me started talking:
Woman: Is that your computer or is it an iThing?
Me: It’s an iPad.
Woman: Do you have a computer at home too or just that?
Me: Oh, I have a computer at home too.
Woman: I never got a computer in my home. Allergies. You know.
Me: Hmm. (Pleasant smile, feigning interest)
Woman: Yeah it’s the WiFi, you know, I have allergic reactions to that.
Me: No words. (But she has my attention now.)
Woman: But I miss a lot, you know.
Me: Yeah? (Deep breath)
Woman: Like I miss a lot of emails.
Me: I guess you do.
Woman: And Facebook, you can’t do that without a computer either. I have to go to my friend’s house to Facebook and see who my daughter is dating.
Me: Well yeah. Huh. (Hope she takes an EpiPen.)
Woman: I should get a computer, but I don’t think I could do an Apple. Too hard to work now. I think Macs are better.
Me: You’ve got a point.
Her pager buzzed—the table was ready. And then she was gone.
But there you have it. Even those individuals afflicted with strange and thankfully rare “WiFi allergy” will find creative ways to get what they need from the social network.
we're social.