my prehistoric cellphone
it is damned right that we should not be held hostage by new technology. but reality tells us that we actually are. cellphones almost rule our world. even in the middle of our comfort room rituals or lovemaking fancies, a familiar tone would disturb our privacy. nobody is unreacheable as long as his cp is alive and there is signal in his place.
i could only recall when having a landline is a status symbol. requesting for one took even the most influential local businessman or politician months to have a line. then cellphones, from analog to 3g, almost reduced pldt from a blue chip to a struggling has been. good for them, smart and tnt are their subsidiaries.
i am not really in the mood to write further about this techno blah blah, but i was moved to after being asked by a complete stranger begged me for pasaload in the mall yesterday saying she had to reply to an urgent text and she’ll to late if she would wait for her turn in long line in the loading station. i was shaking my head as the good samaritan in me forwarded a few to the lady. later, i had to fall in line in the loading station, too.
cellphones are manufactured for users’ convenience as in multi-functional like the once popular swiss knife. but who’s the slave or the master? most of us can’t live without a cp. i tried turning off mine for 24 hours a few months back and i almost lost my job. i nearly crashed recently after i took an important call while driving a motorcycle on a rush hour.
my cellphone used to be a cool gadget, exactly three years ago. now it’s jurassic! it’s features are inferior even compared with the ones 1/3 its original price. i would not complain had i could call or text as i wish. but alas, at least 3 keys are not working well. one is dead!
i’m thinking if i would buy a new one or spend a few hundreds to get this old stuff in good working condition again. but the real problem i’m damned broke today, hehehe. maybe before my next blog, i would know what to do…
on June 29th, 2007 at 3:45 pm
Whatever you do, don’t sell your soul for a trivial piece of poop…ay nakalimutan ko–sold and expired na pala and kaluluwa mo…hehehe. On a more serious note, it is amazing how you can live in prehistoric times today. I am but a moldy living proof. Boycotted–is there such a word?–the cp thang for 3 years now. I know, i know–poor me!
on June 29th, 2007 at 3:47 pm
speaking of the word prehistoric–if anything is prehistoric, what is the history of prehistoric??? i think everything should be included in historic rather than prehistoric, right?