Rebecca's Blond Moment - Let's call it #1 (just a hunch)

This was originally going to be a reply to my friend Sarah's post yesterday, but then I remembered I needed a post for today, so I'm totally stealing her idea. Here it is!

My oldest daughter, Rebecca, definitely has some of those "Blond Moments."  She's aware of them, and everything, so it's not like I am talking behind her back. Plus, she reads the blog;  so in many ways, I'm talking in front of her back!

Up until about a year or so ago, Rebecca for the most part didn't have any interest in computers or technology of any kind.  This changed rapidly when she got her own cell phone, and even more a few months ago when she got unlimited texting.

Now, all of a sudden, she is tech savvy. 

For her birthday this year, one of her gifts was a simple digital point and shoot camera.  Without any help from us at all, she managed to get the software installed on her computer and is downloading her pictures and posting them on all the various social networking sites she uses.  

I was so proud of her! Well, I was so proud of her until she encountered a little hurdle yesterday that left us BOTH perplexed...but for different reasons.

Two nights ago, she came running up to me in a near panic, with concern and grief practically OOZING out of her.

"Dad", she said, "Something is seriously wrong with my camera!"

A little concerned, since I selected the camera for her and would hate to have my selection proved to be BAD, I asked what the problem was.

"Well", she continued, "I was downloading my pictures and I ended up leaving the camera turned on and hooked up to the computer for a long time."

"So?" I asked.  I'm all about asking intelligent questions like this.

"The camera won't do anything now. IT DOESN'T WORK!!!!"

Relieved, I informed her that it just sounded like the batteries went dead.

"That's not it, Dad. Something else is wrong, too!"

She retrieved the camera from her computer, to illustrate the point.

"See!" she demanded, waving the camera around to emphasize its brokenness.

I looked at the camera and saw nothing out of the ordinary, other than clearly dead batteries.  I told her that it looked like any other camera with dead batteries.

"No!" she exclaimed, "look! The lens is still out, and hasn't closed up!"

"It's not going to retract the lens with dead batteries" I informed her.

She stared at me as if I was from Mars.

"The lens should just go in when it turns off, though!" She repeated.

"How can it do that if the batteries are dead?" I reasonably asked.  "It takes power to do that. No batteries means no power!"

She started at me a while longer, mouth agape, as if to determine what part of Mars I was from...or if what I was saying was some bad joke, then eventually left the room.  To be honest, I'm still not certain she believes me.

Comments

[Kim]

Um, I see her point. Yes, I was born a blonde. Roots go deep, dude. :)

[Kathy G]

For some reason the whole scenario reminds me of myself every time the electricity goes out.

I go into the bathroom and flip on the switch. Nothing happens. (DUH!) A hour later I repeat the same thing again. And, heaven forbid, the electricity is still out two hours later...guess who's trying to turn on the lights in the bathroom?

[Larry Jost]

Sarah should be happy about this one, taking a lead from her, pure flattery. You will probably hear about this one for some time to come!

[Kelli]

Tell her not to worry. It happens to the best of us. And also tell her that blondes really do have more fun. It's a fact. Tell her that, then charge the batteries in the poor girl's phone.

[Angela Klocke]

Ummm...yeah, we have many moments like that around here ;)

[Nathan]

Is it too late for me to comment on this post. Hmm... Anyways, I'm curious as to why the camera doesn't have an "My batteries are about to go dead, let me retract my lens and automatically shut off" mode. Lot's of technology works that way now, maybe that is what your daughter is used too.