Some people have genes that make them great thinkers, athletes, artists and musicians. I think I have a complaint gene. I complain.
I shouldn’t complain. It’s a first world issue but still, it’s worth noting, well, to me. Otherwise that complaint gene is going to swell within me until it bursts out like the alien emerging from people's torsos.
First, though, side bar. I just discovered that first world and second world were originally references to political alliances with NATO and the United States or, the second world, the Soviet Bloc led by the USSR. Third world referred to those countries and regions not aligned with either. I haven’t vetted this information but I will. Yet, when I heard it, it rang a bell from my sixth grade history class.
On to the complaint. Computer related, of course, it’s about the inability to connect so often. Number one, were you aware that ‘bars’ mean nothing? Five bars does not have an established standard. It’s just marketing. I’m showing two, three bars right now, on my computer at this writing, but nothing will properly load.
Even my Gmail will not properly load. A message, in that faux folksy style Google likes to cultivate so it can pretend it’s not just another corporation intent on making morning money, comes up: “Oops! Something’s gone wrong. All your features can’t be loaded due to connection issues.” And it’s funny, in that sad reflection of modern commercial first world existence, because this is the free network offered in the local area, and it’s sponsored by Google and Starbucks.
Loading Gmail becomes a joke. It spins on and on, on and on, on and on, on and on, things loaded but not accessible. “Take me to Inbox” is offered, a feature, in typical Google fashion, that’s pretty nifty but flawed. Nifty because it bundles information. Flawed because it seems to capriciously change what should be grouped with what. My News has become Promotions. Things start getting thrown into spam. The one that seems most organized is Social.
I click on the Inbox to go there. It loads after about two minutes but it spins on, like tires in mud, round and round and round and round. I click on an email and the system continues spinning , spinning, spinning. I need some cyber kitty litter to get some traction. Eventually, it became moot. Chrome quit responding. I euthanized the app and gave up.
But I tried again, twice. Once is an incident, twice is a coincidence, and three times is a trend. I surrendered after the fourth.
So there it is. Unable to load Goggle’s stuff because of Google’s network, which ends up being bad marketing to me. If you’re going to associate yourself with something, shouldn’t you ensure that it’s up to your standards? What does it mean if it’s not? Well, to me – IMHO, in today’s parlance – it means your standards aren’t very high. And they seem malleable. Not very rock solid, you know, sold for a little exposure, but turns out as bad exposure. Google’s offerings diminished a little more in my eyes. Of course, I may be an outlier.
Yes, it’s a complaint about a free wireless service out in public. But they made the promise, didn’t they? I’m just calling them on it.
NOTE: Written in the morning but not posted until the afternoon because…well, there just wasn’t a viable connection.