No, this is not about the Bean. However, it is something I have noticed over the past few years, and it has recently become more entrenched:I loathe using the phone.
Which is more than a little amusing, considering how much time I used to spend on it a decade or so ago.
It feels so strange to me, not being able to gauge the other person's body language, and now with cell phones, there is a strange delay and bursts of static. Many times I have been talking to someone, thinking they are on the other end listening to me, and then I realize that the line has cut out + I have been talking to myself. Now, this may have been a blessing for that other person, but it's a royal pain in the patoot for me.
I suppose this marks the (slow?) decline into old age for me, but I prefer to see it as an embrace of newer things like email, instant messaging + texting. Much more reliable, and easier for me. Which is, of course, what it is all about!
2 comments:
That is so sad.. The phone is an extension of my body. I also must channel my grandma who was constantly attached to hers, even though it wasn't cordless (can you imagine?)And she managed to cook and clean at the same time.
I think it is so much easier to multi-task with the phone. Of course I adore texting and emails but I need my hands for that!
Hmmm. It is the opposite for me! It takes more effort for me to concentrate when on the phone than to quickly type a message + then be on my way.
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