I nearly cried when I saw this scene:

It hit me hard because I could commiserate with the old man’s struggles with newfangled technology.

This is how I feel with my:

-rice cooker (What the heck is a GABA brown rice?)
-remote control (It’s faster for me to stand up and switch channels manually than figure out how to work the control. I’ve long suspected that my husband bought the most complicated RC so he could keep the remote control to himself. hahaha.)
-laptop (Existentialist question: Am I becoming obsolete or my laptop?)
-security alarm (Do you know how embarrassing it feels to be treated like a home invader simply because you forgot the right passcode to your own house?)
-vacuum cleaner (never have I felt more stupid than dirt when I’m programming a robot to sweep dirt. Grrrr…)
-house thermostat
-coffeemaker (I’m not a %#$%@ barista. How can coffee wake me up when I need to be fully awake to operate the coffeemaker?)
-car (Too many buttons. I live in fear that I’ll retract the top when it’s pouring rain. And how many times have I popped the front hood instead of the gas cap door?)
-oven (Ugh? Which button is the self-cleaning one?)
-outdoor grill (My excuse for not “manning” the outdoor grills during picnics.)

And finally,

-toilet seats in Seoul (have you seen those contraptions?? I can’t figure out the symbols!! I’m afraid to work those buttons while I’m sitting on it because godknows what will come out of the hose and hit me in the vajajay.)

So yes, I nearly cried myself a river when I saw that scene. It’s definitely a hot button topic for me and many senior citizens.