I have a love-hate relationship with the delete button on my computer keyboard, but not so much on my phone. For some reason, after more than 20 years of having a mobile phone, the two of us have never bonded. Most of the time, I don’t even know for certain where it is. But my laptop? Oh, yes, the bond is tight.
I know where it is at every moment of every day and night, too. I know it intimately, right down to how much memory it is using at any given time, when the warranty expires, the last time I had the touchpad replaced, and each and every thing it can do for me. But I digress.
