Expect little and get way too much

Clearly, the problem is that I expect too much.
I expect, for example, that my cellular telephone might actually make telephone calls.
What it would prefer to do, however, is take pictures. Or access the Internet, send e-mail, play solitaire, remind me of a dental appointment and keep track of my mileage.
The only thing it doesn’t do with any reliable predictably is send or receive calls.
Certainly it is comforting to know I can take endless photographs of myself, lip curled in frustration as I am abruptly disconnected and e-mail them to friends and family, but that thrill can only take you so far.
In the house, too. I have the same problem with any number of appliances, undoubtedly because I am a technological idiot.
I don’t care what the “newest, fastest, and most powerful” of anything is.
I just want whatever device I am forced to trudge out and purchase to perform to the best of its abilities in the manner in which it was originally intended. Is that too much to ask?
I would like my blender to, say, blend things. It needs – at best – to blend, whip, and perhaps – cutting to the chase – have a pi