Saturday, September 19, 2026

I Don't Understand Why Everything Needs an App

Maybe I'm just getting old.

Stopped to get coffee the other day and the girl asked if I had their app.

No.

I got five dollars and I want coffee.

Why the hell do I need to download something?

Seems like everything needs an app anymore.

Want a discount on something? Download the app.

Want to park somewhere? Download the app.

Want to order a damn sandwich? Download the app.

Pretty soon I'll need to download something to take a piss.

And don't even get me started on passwords.

I got so many passwords now I don't know what the hell half of them go to.

Then you finally remember the password and they tell you it needs a capital letter, a number, a special character and apparently the blood of your firstborn child.

Tucker thinks this shit is funny.

Kid can figure out anything on a phone in about three seconds.

Meanwhile I'm sitting there trying to remember which email address I used to sign up for something I didn't even want in the first place.

And why does every damn place want my email address?

I'm buying a pair of socks.

You don't need to know where I live, when my birthday is and what I had for breakfast.

Just let me buy the socks.

I know somebody's gonna tell me all this stuff is supposed to make life easier.

Maybe it does.

I just don't understand how needing six different apps to do something I used to do with a twenty-dollar bill is easier.

Anyway.

I'm gonna go make some coffee.

At least the coffee pot doesn't ask me to create an account.

Yet.

— Joe

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