When I first started typing, I was ten years old and my machine was a robin's egg blue manual typewriter, the kind with the ribbon and the keys and the whole bit. From there, I went electric, and then I went to a word processing typewriter. When I got married, we got an old, sad computer, and I went to Word Perfect. My earliest use of the computer was on Word Perfect.
A few years went by and I noticed that I couldn't open any files anyone sent me. That was really a bummer. When you're a writer and an editor, it's really helpful to be able to open stuff, ya know? So I grudgingly got Word, which was the start of the confusion. You just can't use WP and Word the same way, and I had to reeducate myself.
Fast-forward ... Word and I came to an uneasy truce. I learned where the commands were, and it didn't insult my parentage. We were civil with each other.
And then it happened.
The world went to Word 2007 and I didn't.
Suddenly, files were being sent to me in .docx and I couldn't open them. I'd ask the sender to kindly save the file in an earlier version, and they did, but sometimes there would be a time delay in getting that done and I hate time delays (like, a lot). So I took the plunge ... and I'm now using 2007.
You know what, I fought this like crazy, because all the commands are in different places, but I'm actually sort of (don't tell anyone) liking 2007. I like how the bold, italic, and color options pop up right there when I highlight text. It's really not the horrendous thing I was expecting it to be. Granted, I still haven't found all the commands I use on a regular basis, but I have found the ones I use constantly, and that's a good thing.
Perhaps I allowed my prejudices to be formed too swiftly. Perhaps I should have given the idea more of a chance before I decided to hate it. Things to think about, certainly ...