Halfway down the highway, Raine realized she’d left her cell phone on the charger at home. Even if we weren’t running late, it’d be silly to make a turn back to get it. So I offered to lend her mine. No big deal, she only has a 2-hour class, then she’s done for the day.

After she hopped out of the car, my mind stayed on my cell phone. What if my cranky car breaks down? What if Hollywood calls with an acting offer? What if Tyson (our beagle) gets a tummy ache and calls me from his cell phone? :wink: I never thought the day would come when I would feel lost without my cell. Seriously! But there I was.

Sure, my cell is old and wonky and hardly ever rings. I don’t talk/text/tweet and drive. And I’m not expecting any important calls. But still somehow I felt alone, disconnected, unplugged, cut off from the rest of the world. Wow, scary how we’ve come to rely so much on technology and being in constant touch, eh!

If you didn’t have your cell phone with you, would you feel lost? What would you miss most about it?

 

A lady called today to conduct a phone survey of some sort. As with these types of calls, I can never really make out 100% of what the caller is saying. Either I’m hard of hearing or the phone connection is wonky or the caller has language issues. Or all of the above, I’m not sure.

Anyhow our conversation went something like this:

She: So how’s your relationship with our Relationship Manager?

I didn’t catch his name but let’s just call him Mr Relm for short.

Me: (Oh now, that’s private, that’s between him and me :wink: .) There is no relationship with your Relationship Manager. He’s never called me. I’ve never heard from him. There is no relationship.

I could sense her uneasiness. Maybe she hadn’t expected such a long answer. It’s probably not on her script.

She: Um, would you like to do this survey in another language, ma’am?

Me: (I thought I’d just established my language prowess there! Okay, maybe she’s having trouble understanding me? Hmm!) No, English would be fine.

She: Okay, can we start the survey now?

Me: (Again?!!! *smoke coming out my ears*) Sure, can you make it quick please (before my patience runs out)?

She: So ma’am, how is your relationship with our Relationship Manager?

Me: (Here we go round the mulberry bush!) Like I just said, there is no relationship between me and your Relationship Manager, end of story.

Sorry, lady, but you caught me in the middle of skyping with my son and I really don’t have time for you, period.

How would you have reacted?

 

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For the past week, I’ve been stressing about a trip I had to make that would take me out of the civilized world, as I know it. You would be stressing too if you were anywhere as directionally challenged as I am. I blame it entirely on my bad genes, of course… and the fact that I refuse to get myself a GPS.

Okay, fine, maybe I’m just being silly, or illogical, or stubborn. But I’m not sure I want an electronic control freak telling me where to go! That and the fact that year after year, I’ve had to answer frantic calls from my cousin saying her husband’s been driving around in circles and they’re completely lost getting to my place.

It seems we’re not just a family of directionally-challenged, we’re also in the habit of marrying the directionally-challenged. But in her case, it’s not that they refused to get a GPS, it’s that they were lost in spite of one!

As for my trip to nowhere yesterday, I had Raine with me, my trusty navigator who helped me get out of that SF fix. But no GPS. Armed simply with paper and pen, she was busy leaving a trail of breadcrumbs so Hansel and Gretel could find their way home later.

Am I the only person in the modern world who does not own a GPS? Just sayin’.

Jun 182011
 

Raine and Skye both deleted their Facebook accounts last Monday. Of their own accord. I had nothing to do with it. Maybe it’s just as well because I’ve never encouraged any of my kids to be on Facebook in the first place.

I’ve maintained my stand from the beginning about what they should and shouldn’t do online. Mother knows best, as Mother Gothel would say. I’ve drummed into them the security and privacy issues and the dangers of electronic pickpocketing and pedophiles, stalkers and future employers finding out too much, et cetera.

My kids know the drill – no real names, no photos of themselves, no private info. They’ve been very good about it even though I’m sure the peer pressure must be enormous seeing as how people consider it ‘cool’ to shout out every last detail of what they, and the garden grasshopper, do every minute of the day on the internet.

The good thing about my kids is that they don’t care about trying to live up to everyone else’s definintion of “cool”. Like I always say to them, just do your own thang, think for yourself and set your own standards. It doesn’t matter how “cool” everyone else is. Just be yourself and you’re cool :wink: .

So then, is it any surprise then that we have no iPads in the house, never tasted a macaron and the only GPS I own is the often unreliable one in my head. That’s exactly how uncool we are!

 

Me? Let’s put it this way, if there were such a thing as a phone with only a texting function, I would so get it.

I’m not a big cell phone user. Most times, I use it to set up coffee dates with my friends or to coordinate schedules with my kids.

I’ve got a list of standard pre-written texts on my PDA phone that lets me send out replies with just my tap of my finger nail, just to let them know that I’m “on my way” or “stuck in traffic”. So it all works out.

Another reason I might be more of a texter is that I’m a lover of words and somehow seeing the written word is infinitely more appealing.

Having said that, the amount of spam I get inviting me to check out special offers and enzyte reviews is enough to make me breakfast to last a year! Spam, breakfast, get it? :lol:

How about you – talker or texter, and why?

 

 

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