phone life
Life without a phone. Life with a phone that has no life. Life that is measured by time on a phone. However a person considers that heading. most folks think, “yeah, I need my phone!” Most don't imagine life without one. Here’s my story. Wednesday night before laying my head on a pillow, I try to connect my phone to the charger cord. No luck. The cord popped out once, twice, three times. I gave up, very frustrated and a little anxious. What was I gonna do? The next day, I went to work 45 minutes away from any telephone store. I had a faculty meeting lasted until 5:30. Would my phone have juice until I got to the store? And what would happen if the store could not fix my phone on the spot?
take a deep breath
It is just a electronic device housed in a personalized cover with contact information stored within its casing, and it’s important because it has become an extension of me. Microprocessing genius that it is, my life does not depend on its dependability! Really? I NEED MY PHONE!
that’s was it
I raced out of the faculty meeting, drove 30 minutes to the telephone store. “Sorry, we don’t work on those.” I rushed another 10 minutes to the Apple store. Finally, I got relief from my obsessionism. A tech repaired my phone. Walking out of the store smiling, high-fiving in my mind, the phone rang. It’s one of my sons. I’m validated!