I felt helpless this weekend. I felt as if I was alone — isolated from the rest of the world. Isolated from my friends, my family.
Utterly alone — because I lost my cell phone.
Well, it wasn’t exactly lost, but I dropped in one of the writer’s cars on Friday after we went to lunch and I wasn’t able to get it back for two days.
For the next 48 hours, I was off the grid.
Sure, I still had the Internet, but it was difficult reaching people who weren’t at their computers 24/7. And since it was Friday night, getting in touch with people without my cell phone proved difficult.
I spent a ridiculous amount of time trying to find people’s numbers through my online phone records. I quickly realized that identifying phone numbers was quite difficult without names next to them.
I didn’t think I would ever become this, but I am a cell phone addict. I am lost without mine.
I remember back when passing notes in school meant writing on little scraps of paper — not text messaging. Back when calling a friend meant having their number memorized, and not scrolling down a list to find their name.
It wasn’t until this weekend that I realized how dependent our society has become on technology.
Take away the Internet and cell phones and modern American society is crippled. It’s become such a integral part of our lives that removing it is like removing a limb.
Don’t believe me? Tell that to everyone who picked up the new iPhone.
It’s amazing considering that only a decade ago, both of these were considered luxuries.
It’s hard for someone of my generation to remember a time when shooting someone a letter took days instead of mere seconds.
Thank goodness I have my cell phone back now. Now, to find my house keys.
1 comment:
I just had this epiphany last week when I left town and forgot my charger. I to, remember the good old days of passing notes and mailing letter. I use to be so excited to receive mail. Now the only thing I get in the mail are bills!
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