Self-declared Technophobe Pillows

'...one kilobyte of idiot.'

Grandma's caf

"Good heavens William, what have you downloaded off the internet this time?"

High speed cinder block

"It was a dark and stormy night, for the Wi-Fi was down."

"GPS? In my day, a newcomer learned to find his cubicle by memory."

'We never had all these labour-saving devices in my young day!'

"They lead a simple life - they don't even put gas in their cars."

"Hey! Get back here!"

"Tarzan no want computer."

Members of the Luddite community carving computers from solid blocks of oak and maple

Pensioners and Phones

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"In my experience, there's nothing good at the end of a trail like this."

'Miss Wayson, find out who put this computer on my desk and tell them to get it the hell out of here!'

'To be honest, I'm having trouble keeping up with all this new technology.'

"Digital? We're not even cable ready!"

"Why would I upload my files to a computer?"

"It happens every time we get a new piece of equipment...He won't invest the time to study the instructions and it ends in disaster."

"Can you give me your Christmas list on a regular sheet of paper? I don't know how to open the word document you emailed me."

'As usual, tech support is busy.'

'Dad's not getting the hang of the new technology, is he?'

'The Comedy of Computer Errors.'

"Some people are reluctant to accept change."

'Looks good on paper. Let's scan it in and see how it looks on the screen.'

Grandpa Billy never did understand how you can listen to music using ear spuds.

"I think it's time my grandpa upgraded his keyboard."

"No cell phone, no e-mails... boy, I've never felt so free1"

'Forgive me father, for I've been faking computer literacy.'

"You're a great plummer, but those skills won't help you with fixing you computer. So put the plunger away and call a professional."

"Technology moving too fast."

"Stop! You're painting over all my passwords."

'I don't have e-mail or fax, not even a computer...if you haven't already guessed, I'm still living in the typewriter age.'