Here’s the thing about getting older and technology…
The old me thought smartphones were evil rectangles designed to steal my soul.
I’m not kidding. I had a flip phone until 2019. Carol next door would show me photos of her grandkids on her iPhone, and I’d nod politely while secretly thinking she’d been brainwashed by Silicon Valley.
Then my daughter moved to Seattle. My grandson started walking. And suddenly, missing those moments because I was too stubborn to learn FaceTime felt like the dumbest thing in the world.
That’s when everything changed.
We used to be terrified of technology, too.
As a team in our 50s, we’re caught between two worlds. Old enough to remember when phones had cords. Young enough to watch my parents struggle with the same tech confusion I felt just a few years ago.
The old us spent three hours trying to connect to Wi-Fi at a coffee shop. Got so frustrated, I nearly threw my phone in the trash. Like a chump.
The new us? I help my 78-year-old neighbor Harold set up his smart thermostat. We FaceTime my grandkids twice a week. We even bought my groceries online last month without accidentally ordering twelve bottles of ketchup.
But here’s what really gets me fired up…
The tech industry has declared war on anyone over 60.
Not openly. They’re too clever for that.
But they design everything for 22-year-olds with perfect vision and steady hands. Then act shocked when you can’t navigate their microscopic buttons and hidden menus.
They’ve convinced millions of brilliant, capable adults that feeling confused by technology is YOUR fault. That you’re “too old” to learn. That you should just hand over control of your digital life to someone else.
That’s complete nonsense (and totally unfair).
You mastered rotary phones. Figured out VCRs without manuals. Navigated decades of life challenges that would break these Silicon Valley kids in half.
The problem isn’t your brain. The problem is their greed.
So I decided to fight back.
Not with protests or petitions. With something better.
Honest reviews. Clear explanations. Zero jargon. And just enough humor to remind you that we’re all figuring this out together.
I test everything myself. With real people. Harold from next door. My mom. Carol and her book club. People with arthritis, bifocals, and zero patience for condescending tech tutorials.
Because if a product can’t survive real-world testing by real seniors, it doesn’t deserve your money.
What you’ll find here:
Product reviews that actually matter. I don’t care about processor speeds or technical specifications. I care whether you can read the screen without squinting and set it up without calling your grandson for help.
Technology explained like you’re human. No jargon. No assumptions. Just clear, patient explanations that respect your intelligence.
Stories from the trenches. The mistakes, the breakthroughs, the “aha!” moments. Because learning technology at any age is messy, and that’s perfectly normal.
A community that gets it. This isn’t just a website. It’s a support group for everyone who’s ever felt left behind by the digital world.
The transformation is real.
The old me was intimidated by technology.
The new me knows that age is no barrier to confidence, connection, or figuring out how to unmute yourself on Zoom.
And if I can make that journey, so can you.
One click. One app. One “I can’t believe I just did that!” moment at a time.
Welcome to The Old Me. Let’s show them what empowered aging really looks like.
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