It's bad enough that the only way to reach my mom on a cell phone is if she actually answers the call. She doesn't do voicemail, so to heck with "texting" too. The fact that she can operate the remote control is a minor miracle.
All that being said, it is safe to say that my mom is technically-challenged, typical for her generation despite her having the appearance of Botoxed-youthfulness.
Well, aforementioned Mom has found her spam filter, and the other night she said the following:
"Oh my gosh, Toni, there is all this email for "Cialis", "Viagara", "nine inches"... "
Yes, I had to stop and process that comment too.