Cell Phone Addiction
I'm running 5 minutes late this morning. I'm hustling kids to get dressed, brush teeth, get myself dressed, and put my lunch together. I am still 5 minutes late. I'm hustling kids out the door, getting them strapped in the car, and even though the soccer-mom-mini-van is not built to go from zero to sixty in 4 seconds, I still try.
I get the boys into school all settled and off I go, shaving 4 minutes off my late-ness, making me 1 minute late. Until, I hit traffic, which makes me 10 minutes late. To top it off, I realize that I have forgotten my cell phone.
What? Forgot my cell phone? All the thoughts of what could happen to me run thru my head. Flat tire at lunch. Engine malfunction in the parking garage. Stranded on Havana with two kids. All the random thoughts jumping in and out of my imagination, like a football player running the tires at practice.
Of course you don't think logically about these things. No matter where I am at, I am certainly 2 minutes away from a phone. If I am stranded anywhere but in a remote back woods location, I will be only a short distance from a phone.
But the horror of not having my phone. Who can possibly live without a cell phone? I didn't even know how to function in the soccer-mom-mini-van. I almost lost all ability to rationally think. I DON'T HAVE MY CELL PHONE. I barely can remember my own phone number without it. What if I need to call someone? What if I don't know their number? The stress of this made me have to re-dial my own husbands cell phone number twice this morning, and I had to email everyone I know for their phone number, just in case this travesty ever happens again.
Joey has karate today, I plan to go and see what they do, and I think, what happens if I get to school and can't leave. Who am I going to call for help? I DON'T HAVE MY CELL PHONE. I could have to ask to use the office phone at school. I may be scared for life. I could have an EMERGENCY. What would I do?
The stress of all this makes me think that I should go all the way home after Joey's karate class and pick up my cell phone, because I can't seem to be a rational human being without it.
Then I think back, what was life like without my cell phone? And I can't remember, I must have been a mess back then. I may pass out from the emotional damage this technological wonder has placed upon me.
Note to self: 1. Do not forget cell phone 2. If cell phone ever dies, never leave the house 3. Do pay phones still exist? Carry lots of change
I get the boys into school all settled and off I go, shaving 4 minutes off my late-ness, making me 1 minute late. Until, I hit traffic, which makes me 10 minutes late. To top it off, I realize that I have forgotten my cell phone.
What? Forgot my cell phone? All the thoughts of what could happen to me run thru my head. Flat tire at lunch. Engine malfunction in the parking garage. Stranded on Havana with two kids. All the random thoughts jumping in and out of my imagination, like a football player running the tires at practice.
Of course you don't think logically about these things. No matter where I am at, I am certainly 2 minutes away from a phone. If I am stranded anywhere but in a remote back woods location, I will be only a short distance from a phone.
But the horror of not having my phone. Who can possibly live without a cell phone? I didn't even know how to function in the soccer-mom-mini-van. I almost lost all ability to rationally think. I DON'T HAVE MY CELL PHONE. I barely can remember my own phone number without it. What if I need to call someone? What if I don't know their number? The stress of this made me have to re-dial my own husbands cell phone number twice this morning, and I had to email everyone I know for their phone number, just in case this travesty ever happens again.
Joey has karate today, I plan to go and see what they do, and I think, what happens if I get to school and can't leave. Who am I going to call for help? I DON'T HAVE MY CELL PHONE. I could have to ask to use the office phone at school. I may be scared for life. I could have an EMERGENCY. What would I do?
The stress of all this makes me think that I should go all the way home after Joey's karate class and pick up my cell phone, because I can't seem to be a rational human being without it.
Then I think back, what was life like without my cell phone? And I can't remember, I must have been a mess back then. I may pass out from the emotional damage this technological wonder has placed upon me.
Note to self: 1. Do not forget cell phone 2. If cell phone ever dies, never leave the house 3. Do pay phones still exist? Carry lots of change
posted by Leslie | 9:01 AM
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