When my mother needs tax help or to make travel reservations, she often turns to me for help and advice. Yep, she tends to be low-tech to me being a bit higher up on the technological chain. That is, unless you ask me to figure out Pinterest or Snapchat, there I draw a blank.
Recently, I did her taxes, and I screwed up on one of her employee identification numbers. I either put an 8 where a 6 should have been, or vice versa, I don’t remember exactly which error I made.
This week, I booked a flight for her on one of the airliner websites. Would you believe it? The same thing happened again, except on this occasion, I know that I put a 8 where a 6 should have been. To solve this error, I had to reset the cookies on my Chrome and reset some passwords, as it was one of those errors that “stick” to the data entered in.
As I mentioned a little over two and a half years ago, my eyes have aged to the point where I need to use glasses occasionally. I guess I need to use them more than I realize.