While I'm home for Thanksgiving, my parents want me to do their computer stuff for them. My reaction is, "No way, Jose." I'm not getting anywhere near their computer. Trying to do tech support for my parents looks like this:
Mom: How do I attach something to an email?
Me: Do you see the "attach" button?
Me: ...Click on the "attach" button to attach something.
Mom: Are you sure?
You laugh, but that conversation repeated every week for months, because Mom couldn't be bothered to remember how to use attachments, or, God forbid, actually try doing it herself. Eventually, I gave up on helping her, because there's no point in teaching someone who refuses to learn. It was a huge fight in our house, and everyone yelled at me for being a mother-hating jerk who refuses to help other people.
Dad isn't much better. He still doesn't know how to go to any website besides Yahoo. To check his Comcast email, he does a Yahoo search for "Comcast email". Dad ordered me to fix his computer, because he accidentally set his default home page to Bing.com, and that is way more than he can handle.
Basically, I don't know why my parents own a computer. It's like someone buying a car, just so they can listen to the radio. I mean, sure, that's possible, but that's not what cars are for.