For as long as I can recall, dad and I never used to agree about… well, more or less anything! I can actually remember a time when I used to wonder: “Are we really related? Could it be that I had another father, a real one, who mom never told me about?”
My dad never owned a mobile phone, until less than a year ago. He argued that when he wanted to be located “and harassed” he would be at a certain place – work or home – and people could reach him there. Otherwise, he preferred not to be bothered and felt he was better off without the constant interrogation of: “Where are you? What are you doing? When are you coming?”
That always used to astonish me! I mean really: It’s amazing that you can be in touch with everyone all the time. Right?
The mobile phone has managed to transform itself from a tool for necessary communication into a tracking device then evolved – devolved, rather – to a blaming apparatus!
Forget about the global obsession with mobile brands, models, updates and software. Also, forget about the demonic possession accompanied with buying a Blackberry or an iPhone. I am just talking about the not-so-obvious problems that having any mobile phone impose!
Blame Me Not!
Well, I am one of the many victims of the mobile phone. I am sure after reading this post, you will see yourself in the same place as I am as well!
Have you ever dosed off in front of your TV and woke up to find 3 missed calls and 2 messages? You check to see who it is and you find out the following:
- The 3 missed calls and the message are from the same person.
- The first message went something like this: “Are you okay? I tried calling you, you didn’t pick up when I called!”
- The second message read as follows: “Are you upset from me? Did I do something to piss you off?”
However, still that can be seen as cute!
How about this situation:
You are busy with whatever or you just want to be alone. You start getting calls and for some reason or another, you decide not to pick up! A few days later, you find out that x is bad mouthing you or when you meet him/her, you get the cold shoulder. When you ask why, you get this answer: “Why didn’t you pick up when I called?”
And it doesn’t end here…
You try to explain that you were busy, and that seems outrageous to many!
You try to explain that you need time alone, and the psychoanalysis begins!
Come on people; when did having a mobile phone automatically mean that it will be with you 24/7? And who said we have an obligation to picking up very call we get and reply to every message we receive?
I wonder: who changed the laws of social interaction and forgot to send me the draft?
Oh, I have to end this here because my phone is ringing… Don’t want to piss someone off now, or do we? 🙂