A couple of weeks ago, I wound up in a hospital emergency room being re-hydrated after a virus played havoc with my stomach and bowels. I’ll skip over the puke and poop part – what threw me, was when asked if I had a cell phone – I said “No.”
“No” – with a straight face and the lie on my lips, when the cell phone lay at the bottom of the pocketbook I clutched to my bosom.
It just slid right out of my mouth like butter off a hot roll – a lie entered into the computer right along side my insurance information. That’s probably a federal offense.
But I couldn’t care less – HA !
I’m beginning to hate electronic/computer technology. Naturally, not this blog, which allows me access to the world and I’m just vain enough to believe it is being read worldwide.
So, I’m weaning myself from the onslaught of constant communication and that “No,” was my first public, official step. Kind of like being naked in Macy’s window; once all your clothes are off – the show is over.
My cell phone is ONLY – unwaveringly – for use in emergencies. That’s it, that’s why I got it.
I didn’t get it to wile away my drive time, nor to roam aimlessly up and down the grocery aisles, or to ignore the person I’m having lunch with by choosing to answer the damn thing!
Above all, I absolutely hate hearing “the flush” on any phone and especially from the next stall.
How rude is it for the person to be jibber jabbering away while they’re doing their business. OMG! Who wants / needs that visual and doesn’t anyone complain about it?
No wonder so many cell phones die of water – toilet water – damage! I’ve never seen a cell phone floating in the bowl, but, shivers-up-my-spine, ugh!
I do have a PDA for my job, but I don’t have company emails on it. My calendar, tasks, notes, reminders, expense forms, etc., are all there, but business emails stay on my office computer. Personal emails are on my home computer – and never, mark me, never the twain shall meet.
As for that office computer – I finally, albeit griping, moaning and groaning all the way, forced myself from responding to email on any day that I AM NOT AT WORK. The auto-reply tells folks I’ll get back to them, I don’t elaborate or explain, and people are finally beginning to get it.
Whew – I feel much better putting this down on paper, it’s a monkey off my back, but I wonder if they sell patches for this sort withdrawal – ? I could use a few – I could call my doctor – on my cell – in my bag – it’s a FREAKIN’ EMERGENCY FOR GOD’S SAKE !!!!!
(p.s. read how I really feel about cell phones. )
Kate's Window 
You are too funny! Technological gadgets…we can’t live with ’em and we can’t live without ’em! Ain’t it the truth.
When I was in line to order a coffee and a snack at this coffee shop, there was a person in front of me jabbering on her phone. The cashier was trying to get her order, but she wasn’t paying attention. After 15 minutes of waiting for her to place her order, I got fed up, grabbed the phone, told the person on the other end that she’d call whoever you were back after she is done her business, has her food and was sitting down. I then proceeded to get in front of her, place my order, get my food, pay for it, let 3 people who were behind me do the same, then let her back in line. Once she was finished paying up, I gave her the cell back, and told her to pay attention to what’s going on around her. There are other people in the world aside from herself, they have lives to live and are probably busy, and she has no right to make them wait for her to have a stupid conversation about nothing.
what I would like to know, is what did people like this do before they ever had a cell in their lives?
Skye – your WONDERFUL story reminded me of a previous post of another WONDERFUL story. I do know what people did before cell phones – and that’s what I’m trying to get back to. Thanks Again, Kate
What would have been funny is if, right after saying you didn’t have a cell phone, the phone rang.
🙂