I got to gma’s house this afternoon. I needed to see her to pack some consignments. I didn’t meet her. My grandpa was also not at home. They had both gone out. Funny enough, they had gone where I was just arriving from – the UITH.
Deborah and Esther were in the living room watching TV. Somewhat disappointed, I went straight to my room, took my shoes off, and got on my bed. Nothing made sense. All I wanted was just to see my g-folks. So, when Esther came around with her little chats, I was the opposite of veeeery interested. I was dozing off as she kept trying to start a conversation. She asked one funny question after another, and I lazily mumbled answers.
But soon, things took an interesting turn. She asked, “why do you always have that Bluetooth headset on?” I can’t remember what answer I gave. She asked again, “how do songs play on it, do the songs come with it when you buy it, or do you put songs on it after you buy it? How come it can play on it’s own?” – A barrage.
THEN I GOT INTERESTED.
What kinda questions? Mama, the songs are playing from my phone.. – I didn’t say that aloud. What I said aloud was “you put the songs there yourself.” She looked puzzled. “How?” to which I replied, “you just call the song name and ask it to jump into the headset. That’s all.” I observed her facial expression. She looked like she believed it. Only my chuckle gave me away. She laughed and said it’s a lie. A lie? OK.I took it up and decided to make her believe. I was going to erase every iota of doubt left in her mind.
“That thing listens to me” I continued. “When I talk to it, it hears.” She kept looking unsure. “When I tell it to sing it does, like this..” I pushed Play on my phone as I said aloud “SING!” Of course the headset started “singing”. She was surprised. Then I said “STOP SINGING!” as I pressed stop on the phone. Of course she couldn’t see that I was manipulating stuff. My hand and the phone were both secured under the shelter of a pillow. “See?” I asked. I saw she was sinking it. So, I cemented the brainwash, “I can also tell it to sing the next song if I want.” I ordered, “SING!” then “I’m tired of this track jor, Oya.. NEXT TRAAAACK!” My headset obeyed dutifully. She was spellbound. Then, “Headset, now you’re disturbing me, I need to sleep. STOP!” Headset hushed up. She sank it raw.
She then went on to ask more funny questions about computers – a completely unfamiliar terrain to her. How I put all the songs and movies on it there? etc.. Of course, I loaded her with more crap.
As far as technology goes, she’s a blank sheet. It availed me the raw fun of toying with her mind.
That’s what you get when you’re ignorant. YOU WILL BELIEVE ALL THE STUFF YOU SHOULDN’T BELIEVE – in a different sense from Believing the Unbelievable – Faith.