I can only assume it was throwing a cell phone tantrum.I don't think it LIKED being left behind. I picked it up and realized I didn’t even know how to turn it off. It finally calmed down and I think it took a message. I dropped it back in it’s snarled cord pile and walked off shaking my head and laughing.
I find technology annoying most of the time, amusing some of the time and amazing about once a month. But having grown up in the low tech world, I don’t think I will ever take it for granted.
I DO appreciate the ability to email my friends and family. And let’s face it, here I am writing an on line journal. Communication is a wonderful thing. But I wonder about being ‘plugged in’ all the time.
Turn on, tune in and drop out was the slogan of the 60’s.
Plug in, plug in more, and ‘Here let me put this implant in your brain’
seems to be the slogan for today. I wonder if ‘separation anxiety’ will take on another meaning in the psychological dictionary. . . .
definition #4. Intentional or unintentional lack of cell phone, internet, television and radio access. Marked by heart palpitations, fingernail biting and hyperventilation. In severe cases, patient may even resort to reading old Microsoft Word user manuals. Hospitalization is indicated if this happens.
But today, I only have to worry about the left behind cell phone. And listen, if that thing lets out another peep, I’m pulling it’s plug. Yeah, I’m a Ruthless Technophobe. Deal with it.
However brave I may sound though, I’m begging you don’t touch my DSL connection.
No, really, leave that alone.
Please !
Honest, don’t touch that modem.
I’m NOT KIDDING !
STAY AWAY from my computer! Ahhrrrrrggggg!
I think I’m hyperventilating!
Pass me the brown paper bag will ‘ya ?
….thank you.