As One Who is Technilogically Challenged

Well I am now thoroughly convinced (if there was ever any doubt) that I am severely, perhaps irretrievably, technologically challenged. This conclusion manifested itself in trying to merely print a receipt and send it to the PRINT TO PAY option from one of these Gordon College computers. After 45 minutes spent in downloading the receipt as a document, copying and pasting, opening up multiple windows, dragging from one window to another, getting passwords and PINs, searching ...for icons that would guide one who is more familiar with Middle English than with the latest WORD processing languages, all I had to finally do in the end was pointed out by the college girl at the help desk. She tried to hide her mirth at my helplessness in the face of such rocket science as printing a document. She pointed to the PRINT icon. "Perhaps you should press that?" She put it as a question which was thoughtful of her to not so highlight my ignorance. I thanked her for the 'suggestion'. Yes, hit PRINT again. Seems so intuitive, the kind of intuition that I evidently am almost completely devoid of. Well in less technological times where one just needed to locate a pencil sharpener (do these artifacts still exist anywhere but in museums of antiquity?) and sharpen the #2 and then set to copying. In the end, it seems to this Neanderthal that such an instrument as a primitive pencil is especially preferable to a keyboard and a tablet of paper to these flat screens. I do fervently believe if Dickens had not the pen but was saddled with such options as PRINT TO PAY he might never have finished even Pickwick.