I am not a huge cell phone fan. When I received one for Christmas a few years back my mouth dropped open. Why would I want a Mommy homing device? I mean between sports, school, and all the other domestic Goddess duties, when I do something else I don't want to be found so easily. The scary part? That was exactly the point wasn't it?
As it turns out I was completely and utterly correct. Every once in a while I get to do something with my cousin, or sister, or a friend, and the demon in my purse is always freaking out. I'll be sitting there having a girl conversation, and it rings. Everyone can hear one of my boys loudly demanding to know where I am, when I'll be home, and what's for dinner.
This is where I'm lost. I wasn't always a stay at home Mom, I only quit working to take care of my Mother, giving me time to play PTA Mom. I was a logistic manager for twelve years! It's not generally a "woman's" job, so I'm no typical Mom anyway. I taught my boy's to be independent. They knew how to cook, clean and do their own darn laundry, so where does this come from? Heck even my husband knows when I'm with the girls to leave me alone unless I'm needed. (because I don't get to do it very often, and I will bite off the protruding parts of this body.)
It's embarrassing to say at the least. My friends are shocked that me of all people have boys like this! This is why I know cell phones are technological demons, invented to suck you of your identity, and steal your privacy. It's that damned demon in my purse that sidelined my direction!
Years later, I still hate them. Now it's the thing to not even talk to a person, but to text them in the most impersonal way. It's horrible! There are even people my age that text instead of talking, even when it's something delicate. In my opinion it's a killer of proper etiquette, and just plain bad manners.
Of course it doesn't help that I haven't even tried to master the art of texting, but I really hate it. If you don't have time to talk to me, wait until you do have the time because I refuse to have a lengthy conversation via texting so get over it.
I fully expect to get a more text friendly phone from my husband soon because of my refusal to text. Now this isn't his problem because he doesn't text at all. As a matter of fact he won't even upgrade his cheap thirty dollar phone. No one is complaining about him not getting with the program!!
One of my son's complained to me about this. Mom you know how to fix computers, build websites, type 80 WPM, but you won't learn the basics of a phone? Well hell no!
Does it ever occur to the said texter that maybe I don't have time to mess with a phone, that maybe I was busy? Guess not. Does it occur to anyone how disconnected we all look as we walk, and type, drive and talk? I poop you not, I was in my own kitchen with two of my boys and their friends, and all of them were texting not even having a conversation amongst themselves! Am I the only one that thinks this is very "Twilight zonish'?
I sat at the red light this morning. As people passed me, eight out of ten of these people had a cell phone glued to their ears! This is seriously whacked!! Go ahead and call me when I'm driving and leave a message, I won't answer. Hey I have a darn good reason, and one everyone should think about...If eight out of ten people are using their cell phones what are the odds of getting home in one piece. Why shorten the odds?
To make things fade even more into the world of science fiction, our culture is becoming more like Pod People every day. You can't tear yourself away from Facebook? Take the darned thing with you. I mean are you serious? I'm talking to someone at a table that is laughing about a post on Facebook they are reading on their phone!. Am I even here? Did you hear one freaking word I said? Yup, Pod People. I'm on the outside of some kind of messed up sub-culture looking in!
Yes when I go to my private place to read, or to watch a chick flick I do not have my phone with me. It doesn't follow me to the bathroom, or my bedroom, and I can not hear it when I have my music playing. When I'm away from the computer Facebook goes on without me. So burn me at the stake, flog me, I don't care. There are just some times, and places in a persons life they should be alone! The demon is in my purse, leave a message at the beep, and maybe I'll get back with you.
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