My late father could never understand texts.
He could have a conversation on someone else's mobile, if they dialled the number for him, got through and then handed the phone to him to carry on the conversation, but texting utterly confused him.
He'd ask where someone was, the person he was with would send a text to the person they were both waiting for, the person dad was with would relay the reply and dad would ask
"When did they say that?"
"Just now."
"I didn't hear you call him"
"I texted him"
"When?"
"Just now"
Then would come a lecture about playing on our phones too long.
Internet enabled phones utterly confounded him, but were a good thing when ordering building materials from Screwfix, Toolstation, Selco etc.
"It just turned up the next morning, just when he said it would!"
Dad would be thrilled every time, it was like some miracle occurred.
EVERY time.