So…….It is the telephone that has given me food for thought, angst and knots in my stomach throughout 2013. Yes, I had the same reaction, one of horror and dismay. Who would ever think that a tool, that is what I consider it, would be able to reek sooo much havoc into someone’s life? I have had an interesting relationship with the phone my whole life but it didn’t seem to play such an important roll as it did in 2013.
When I was a little girl, my father used to say, “I’m only a phone call away.” But back then, the phone was ruled by the matriarch of my family who ruled over who could use it, when you could use it and doled out the phone numbers that were actually stored in a separate book far from the actual phone device!
As I grew, so did my infatuation with boys and the phone and my ability to remember some numbers, and I became good at sneaking phone calls in my mother’s closet. That practice lead to prank phone calls and trouble with the law, but also lead to my securing a life partner in Steve. Throughout the years the phone matured into the cell phone we have today and I matured into a pretty confident phone operator. We are able today to be connected 24/7. I find the cell phone today a fabulous tool in my life tool box. Emergencies aren’t what the used to be. Now everything can be stored and kept ready for a moments notice. Kids, parents, friends, work, everything is really just a few clicks away. Well, that was my reality till I started dating.
Not like dating at 57 with no real life experience is hard enough, remember I met Steve at 14, but throw into this slurry of a mix the telephone, what I once viewed as an innocent tool, and my life has been filled with new levels of confusion. I not only have the old fashioned phone call to ponder the proper ettiquite, but there are text messages; those little messages that come with ‘tone’ and confusing subtleties. When to call and when to text, that is the question. Although, it is not that simple. Along with the maturing of the phone into something that almost everyone has over the age of ten, so are the ideas of how to use the darn thing! Now we don’t have to answer the phone to see who is on the other end of the line. We have pictures, text and messaging that allows us not to answer the thing.
What I have experienced over this last year, like any good thing, we can turn it into a nightmare, given the desire to do so. We can use this innocent tool as a weapon against another. We can hold out answering any calls from an individual. We can make it a one way power play; only using it for calls to someone, but not answering calls from that person. We can make people wait, so that they wonder what is going on inside their heads. We can hang on it incessantly while we are in the company of others. We can all sit on our phones and be in our own little worlds. We can choose not to answer calls from our parents but while we are in their midst, be on that damn device the whole time with others! We can let the battery die every time we are on the phone with someone. And these are just some of the ways we use the phone as a weapon. The real trouble is figuring out what someone’s relationship is with his or her phone and how we fit into that relationship. Well Good Luck!