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The Freak Out

It’s funny really. Up until about eight years ago, I was adamant about never owning a cell phone. I had many reasons for my resistance. Mostly because I hated the thought of people being able to call me at any time and expecting me to answer. I really don’t like talking on the phone. When work took me further away from home, getting a cell phone was essential in case of an emergency. Then smart phones came out and I resisted that too because what was I going to do with one? I caved again.

I’m talking about this today because I forgot my phone at home and was too far away to turn around and go back for it. My brain immediately went into withdrawal mode. How was I going to check my email without my phone, how was I going to be able to see if my edits came in? What about Twitter and Facebook, how was I going to keep in touch with my peeps? Or, what if Gerard Butler finally calls my phone to tell me he’s been dreaming about me and wants to make me his wife?

Okay, that last part isn’t happening, but the others, yeah. I’m sans cell phone today and it’s freaking me out. I never realized how essential having one had become to my life. As a writer, it helps me keep in touch with people (writers and readers).  As a somewhat normal human being, it means I can contact my family and friends whenever I want.

Without my phone, I feel like a castaway. Like I’ll suddenly look at my stapler and decide I need to name it Stan and have meaningful conversations with it as we sit around the garbage can fire I start by rubbing two paperclips together.

Ah, see? Dementia is already setting in! Oh woe is me!

Do you feel freaked out when you don’t have your phone with you?


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When Technology Sucks

I wasn’t sure what to blog about this morning, but then I looked at my cellphone and knew. Oh, yes. My cell and I have a love-hate (mostly hate) relationship.

Not to date myself, but I can remember the days before cell phones. On one hand, they were horrible. Got stuck on the side of the road in the middle of nowhere? You had no way to call for help. These days, you have no problem. At the store and can’t remember the name of something? In the good old days, you had to wander around, find a payphone, and hope someone was at home to answer. Now, you just slip your cell out and dial another cell and bam! you know what you needed.

On the other hand, I actually miss not being tied to the phone. I could go wherever I wanted and didn’t have to worry about someone calling me (or texting me) constantly and ruining whatever Zen moment I was experiencing. I also miss not becoming so dependent on the bloody phone that when it doesn’t work correctly, I nearly have a stroke.

Which brings me back to the love-hate relationship. Last year, when I started dipping my toes in the social media pool, I decided I needed to buy a smart phone. I didn’t realize at the time that my smart phone didn’t like me. Oh, sure, things started out fine. I loved it, petted it, and nearly slept with it at night. It keeps me linked up to everything.

Then about four months ago, it started acting crazy. It would reboot itself and work fine for a long time. Then the reboots started happening more often until one day it rebooted itself all day long, sometimes getting stuck on the opening screen. I was having a fit and so was the phone. I’ve tried to return it, but yeah, just my luck the warranty ran out two months before the problems started.

So now I have a  phone I’m scared to use because it might start acting crazy. I use it gently, carefully, like a fragile egg…until it does go crazy right when I’m in the middle of a phone call or replying to an e-mail. Then I dream about throwing it at the nearest hard surface and jumping up and down on it screaming like a madwoman. Yes, it frustrates me beyond belief.

I think I’m due for an upgrade soon. I pray I can get a new phone that won’t make me hate it with my every breath. If I can, I’ve decided to hold a phone-smashing party. I’ll even take pictures of me taking my revenge on this little piece of technology that’s tempting me to violence.

What technology do you use that drives you insane? Pardon me while I curse at my phone.


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21st Century Digital Girl

Or woman.

I have a confession to make. I think I’m a technophile. Or maybe not. Maybe I’m just adjusting to the changing times? As it is, I’ve just realized that I’m surrounded by my own…geekiness.

First of all, let me explain: when I say geekiness, I don’t mean I can take a computer apart and put it back together. If I take it apart, it’s because I dropped it on the floor while dusting. I can’t make a website using nothing but HTML and a cup of Java…or is Java a script? I don’t know, don’t ask! I power up computers and use the programs I need. I don’t add anything to them except my music, stories and pictures. Capice? If I have a problem with my computer, I call my mom. She loves fidgeting, which she calls “fixing”, with them.

Okay, so let me explain my techonomania. Every morning I come to work, I have a small…briefcase kind of thing. Okay, it’s more like a tote (but briefcase sounds more important). In it is my purse – because I hate it and don’t want to see it. In the side pocket of my…tote, is my personal cell phone, my MP3 player, my business cell, and my external hard drive…passport thingy (technical term). These come with me everywhere during the work week.

“That’s not too bad,” I hear you say! But I haven’t mentioned the laptop, Kindle and mini notebook I have at home. *bites her nails* It’s a disease! I see something cool and I have to have it.

Okay, okay, the Kindle…well, it feeds my book addiction. I’ve likened it to a crack pipe, which it is. I’ve downloaded…eh, maybe a dozen books on it, but I’m tempted to go on Amazon right this very second and buy a dozen more.

My laptop is older…maybe 5 years old. I need to clean it, but I always forget to when I get home, and I only really use it these days as a place to hold all my pictures and music. Since I got the external hard drive, I barely write at home anymore.

The mini-notebook…well, that just came in yesterday. I’m hoping that will force me to write at home…leaving my Kindle all alone and feeling rejected. Because I need to write more. I need to…do things and this mini is going to be my gateway to a new me!

At least that’s what I hope. And there it is…my geekiness spread out for all of you to pick over. How about you? Do you have more electronics than Egon did in Ghostbusters?


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