I am not "addicted" to my phone, like some people I know. (Hint. Hint. SISTER!) In fact my family is always fussing about me not answering when they call. I am just not one that stays on it nonstop. An occasional text and call is all I need...
Or at least that is what I thought.
My phone was left in my jeans and decided to take a bath in the washing machine. Kev heard it swishing around, so it wasn't in there very long, but...
"Ruby" is drying out in a bag of rice as we speak.
And all of a sudden I miss her horribly. I survived all my high school and college days, living in big cities, traveling all over the world without a cell phone and now I am nervous about driving around town without one? Not even sure I remember how to use a payphone if I needed to. Do we still have payphones? Haven't even noticed.
I feel cut off from the family. I find myself wondering "what if?" someone was trying to get me. What if it was important? What if I just missed that "million dollar" call?
How did our world become so dependent on a cellphone? Why does it feel we are missing an appendage when we lose or break them? Why do I feel so out of touch all of a sudden?
I guess we will have to wait a few days to see if you manage to survive you bath coma.
I hope you do, because I just learned how you really work.
Just took me two years, but our relationship was growing.
I am not really ready to move on...
I will miss you if your time has come to an end.
Friends, have any advice? Is there any hope for Ruby? If not, do you have any suggestions for a replacement. It needs to be easy to use. I am NOT an electronic person. In the meantime, I am not sure what I will do...
Probably just confiscate my daughter's phone. :)