Found in the back of a drawer
In the back of a drawer I found a telephone. Not my socks drawer where valuables go to hide. This was just another drawer for things that need to be kept but not found useful regularly are put away. And I thought flashed back to the day I purchased the telephone. It was a long time ago. More than a decade when I thought that such a thing might be useful. After all, I was on public transit for hours each day. During the three years that I had a valid contract I never used my allotted minutes. I did burn through the data cap often because when you were on a city bus Google is your friend seeking answers to all those questions that come up from traveling through the city. And when the contract ended I was happy. It had taken me less than a year to realize that I did not need to call people all the time or receive calls. In fact I rarely did. The phone was something else to upgrade on a regular basis because that’s the way electronics are now. Constant updates. After that one had become nothing more than a novelty I did receive another used phone kept around in case I ever needed to purchase a SIM enjoying society. For those of you who are attached to your phones buying umbilical cord I am sure that you find this hard to understand. Even in the house I have decided that a landline is still appropriate. Adequate to receive spam calls and some emergency services. In fact, we should play this another way. Why do people feel this need to be on all the time. It is new before I had children such technology was unknown. I made it through years of higher education where the only telephones were either in the interior of an office or hanging on a wall waiting to eat coins. If someone needed to contact me snail mail still worked. I should check with my own children to see if their lives have followed a similar course. As for those around me there is one phone that serves all purposes. That is, if we should go to the city, the pone will serve as our GPS and clock and price check. Every time the idea of a newer phone comes into conversation I keep my mouth shut not my circus and not my monkeys. I suppose that the need to call emergency services remains but to be fair I have never called the fire department and my only call to a local police corps force happened decades ago when I phoned in an airplane crash.
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