I am a lover of all things technological. Computers and phones and gadgets are such wonderful tools that when used properly and not abused, can enrich lives and bring people closer together.
I have a very deep and abiding love for certain gadgets - my cell phone is one of them. I rarely use it, but just know it's there if I want to use it -- it gives me such a sense of security. Weird, isn't it?
In fact, I've had one for so long now that I don't even remember what life was like before I one with me 24/7. I mean, how did I ever manage those late night trips to the Mart that Mister Sam built? For that matter, how did I manage to feel confident about doing anything any distance from my home in my old beat up '96 minivan?
Yes, I'm totally waxing nostalgic tonight. I'm feeling a tad bit blue because I can't find my cell phone. Anywhere. It's el-gone-o. No where to be found-o. So in honor of my lost cell phone, I shall now write a poem:
O Cell Phone, Cell Phone! wherefore art thou Cell Phone?
Deny thy hiding place and reveal thyself to thee,
Or, if thou wilt not, be but found my love,
I shall no longer be phoning my friends.
And I might have to drink some poison to get over it.
Okay, that last line was a joke.
Sort of.
Sigh.
The end.
4 comments:
I was thinking about my cell phone last week, when Hubs & I were separated in Wal-Mart - we basically played Marco Polo over the phone until we found each other. How did we EVER find anyone in a huge store like that before cell phones??
I've had one constantly for almost 10 years now, and how in sam hill did you manage to lose it?
Thanks for the early morning giggle, Karen! I lose my cell phone about once a week, but it somehow always comes home, wagging its tail behind it . . .
Oh no! But I must say, you must be a lot younger than me because I have no trouble remembering a time without cell phones. But I too love all things gadget. I hope you find it! Lisa~
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