The computers have won. I'm already one of their slaves. Sorry, John Conner.
I got a call from my sister in law just as I was heading out the door for work today. She had numerous insurance questions, and I answered them all to the best of my ability. Now, having taken said call in my hustle bustle-hurry scurry state, I set my phone on the counter afterward to make sure I had everything I needed before I headed out the door once more. I was satisfied that I was good to go and left.
What had I forgotten? My phone on my kitchen counter, of course. It was so strange to be out of contact with everyone. I know no ones phone number by heart, save for my grandparents, b/c theirs has been the same number my whole life. So no calls, no texting, and really, texting is my primary form of communication, I'm a texter, go on and judge me. It's just how I roll.
So no phone, no texting, no internet (and thus no lj), no email, no camera, etc. I am a tech junkie. I think a part of me knew this, but that part of me was wise enough to stay mum about this incredibly sad reliance of mine.
Oh and I ree-heee-heeeeeeeaaally wanted to buy the Darren Criss (Glee) version of Teenage Dream off iTunes today, but, you know, once again, no phone. Not having the mp3 didn't keep me from singing the dang song my entire shift at work. I'm a little sprung for the this tune, sue me.
So, yeah, my day was fine, nothing bad, or wrong, or unpleasant. It was a perfectly normal day. YET, I was incredibly disconcerted by the idea of being so out of touch, so unable to do all that I'm normally able to do in a a matter of seconds.
Technology, it has gotten the better of me. I wish I felt worse about that...but I just don't.
Dear Red,
What the heck happened to you?
Sincerely,
Red
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What had I forgotten? My phone on my kitchen counter, of course. It was so strange to be out of contact with everyone. I know no ones phone number by heart, save for my grandparents, b/c theirs has been the same number my whole life. So no calls, no texting, and really, texting is my primary form of communication, I'm a texter, go on and judge me. It's just how I roll.
So no phone, no texting, no internet (and thus no lj), no email, no camera, etc. I am a tech junkie. I think a part of me knew this, but that part of me was wise enough to stay mum about this incredibly sad reliance of mine.
Oh and I ree-heee-heeeeeeeaaally wanted to buy the Darren Criss (Glee) version of Teenage Dream off iTunes today, but, you know, once again, no phone. Not having the mp3 didn't keep me from singing the dang song my entire shift at work. I'm a little sprung for the this tune, sue me.
So, yeah, my day was fine, nothing bad, or wrong, or unpleasant. It was a perfectly normal day. YET, I was incredibly disconcerted by the idea of being so out of touch, so unable to do all that I'm normally able to do in a a matter of seconds.
Technology, it has gotten the better of me. I wish I felt worse about that...but I just don't.
Dear Red,
What the heck happened to you?
Sincerely,
Red
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