I can’t help but remember how some of the people at work were laughing at me because I was teaching myself to operate a keyboard. Here was an occupation that historically, apart from some exceptions, belonged to the young girls in the office.
It was painful at the beginning trying to co-ordinate my brain with fingers that had suffered the rigours of the football field and were more at home undoing nuts than delicately touching the keys on a keyboard.
My workmates scorn intensified when the results of my first typing test became known. 6 Words per minute with 76% accuracy was a far cry from the expertise of a court reporter.
My conviction that computer technology was for use by everyone and not just the young typists, kept me going.
Persistence and determination will always win out and so, even allowing for the odd memory loss when a letter of the alphabet completely disappeared from the keyboard, I became more accurate and even got faster.
The blokes in the office were having difficulty getting their typing done in those days. It seems as part of the new office restructuring plan the typists were out learning to be clerks and the clerks were expected to become multi-skilled. My persistence had paid off, so it was my turn to do the laughing.