A play about change, wot I wrote...
One evening in a kitchen, somewhere in the south of England...
Wife of Change Management Consultant: What's that?
Change Management Consultant: It's an iPhone.
Wife: What does it do?
MC: Phoning and stuff.
Wife: What are you doing?
MC: Emailing someone.
Wife: So it does email?
MC: Yes. Is the kettle on?
Wife: What else?
MC: Stuff. Technology stuff. You wouldn't be interested.
Wife picks up and fiddles with phone...
Wife: I want one.
MC: You don't need one. What time is supper?
Two weeks later, same kitchen...
MC: What's that?
Wife: It's an iPhone.
MC: You got an iPhone?
MC: You got an iPhone??
MC: What are you doing with it.
Wife: Gmail. Google Calendar. Evernote. Remember the Milk. "Stuff", as you put it.
MC: But you hate all that.
Wife: I hated it when you were telling me I needed it. I hated it when I couldn't use it.
Chastened, the management consultant stares at the kitchen table, reminded that dramatic behavioural change is possible in even the seemingly recalcitrant; and that waiting until technology becomes usable by your average non-enthusiast is a sensible change strategy.
Disclaimer - Any resemblance to real persons, living, dead or asleep on the sofa in our living room is purely coincidental.