I love thinking about what would happen if whatever it is that makes cell phones work just stopped being there. As you can see I slept through physics class, or whatever class it was that would help me understand how cell towers send things through the air and suddenly The Beach Boys are singing on my iPhone. Anyway, while I appreciate this particular modern convenience most of the time, the rest of the time I hate it and want to toss it into the ocean with all the other phones.
For starters, the old-fashioned landline phones offered a foolproof excuse for so many unpleasant things: "Sorry, I'd love to stop by your (PICK ONE: baby shower-retirement party-Weight Watchers meeting-pot luck picnic) but I have to be at home at that time as I am expecting an important call from my (PICK ONE: doctor-lawyer-parents traveling in Europe-child away at summer camp), so sadly I'll have to pass.
Another thing I miss is the fairly common adventure of getting lost on the way to somewhere you've never been. Now it's impossible, what with that damn invisible lady telling you, "In 40 yards turn left, in 20 yards turn left, turn left." There's no more spontaneity. Gone are the days when you might stumble upon a great little diner where the guy behind the counter draws you a map to where you're going on the back of the menu, and they have great pie too.
Obviously, conversation with strangers is a thing of the past. I certainly am guilty of this, pulling out my phone whenever I'm stuck alone somewhere, like in a doctor's waiting room or at the airport or in a restaurant, instead of talking to someone sitting nearby.
The very worst thing about cell phones is that there are no more arguments about anything. Someone, usually my husband, or my son if he's there too, always whips out their phone and Googles the answer and that's that.
For starters, the old-fashioned landline phones offered a foolproof excuse for so many unpleasant things: "Sorry, I'd love to stop by your (PICK ONE: baby shower-retirement party-Weight Watchers meeting-pot luck picnic) but I have to be at home at that time as I am expecting an important call from my (PICK ONE: doctor-lawyer-parents traveling in Europe-child away at summer camp), so sadly I'll have to pass.
Another thing I miss is the fairly common adventure of getting lost on the way to somewhere you've never been. Now it's impossible, what with that damn invisible lady telling you, "In 40 yards turn left, in 20 yards turn left, turn left." There's no more spontaneity. Gone are the days when you might stumble upon a great little diner where the guy behind the counter draws you a map to where you're going on the back of the menu, and they have great pie too.
Obviously, conversation with strangers is a thing of the past. I certainly am guilty of this, pulling out my phone whenever I'm stuck alone somewhere, like in a doctor's waiting room or at the airport or in a restaurant, instead of talking to someone sitting nearby.
The very worst thing about cell phones is that there are no more arguments about anything. Someone, usually my husband, or my son if he's there too, always whips out their phone and Googles the answer and that's that.
