How the Hell did anyone ever survive without cell phones? I know there was a time when we did not have them, I just don’t recall how we survived.
Yesterday I left the house to hit some golf balls on the range. About half the way to the golf course, only about 8 miles, I realized I left without my cell phone. OMG!! Should I turn back and return four miles to get my phone, or continue on to the course without my phone. Turning back, I decided would be silly, I can live without a phone for a few hours, I went 58 years without a cellphone.
I traveled on another mile and I actually started sweating because I didn’t have my phone. I started to think how lost I would have been the other day when my car broke down if I did not have a phone.
I could always find a pay phone, or borrow a cell phone from a helpful stranger to call Mrs. C for help. Wait…I don’t know Mrs. C’s number. I’m pretty sure that if I asked Seri to “Call wife” from a stranger’s phone, I would not get through to Mrs. Cranky.
I turned back and went home, and stayed home. I was on the fence about hitting golf balls in the first place because my shoulder has been barking, I figured this was a sign that I need to rest the shoulder some more.
I still don’t know how I left the house without my phone. I never go anywhere without my phone.
We used to have one phone in the house. We did not have caller ID or voice mail. When the phone rang you always answered it; if you were away from home you never knew if anyone called. If it was important, a caller would keep trying. When you finally answered the first question was always, “Where were you, I’ve been calling?”
Anyway, point is we did survive with just one phone at home, and now I am afraid to leave the house and go 8 miles down the road without my phone.
The more things change, the more I can’t go back.