There is nothing more terrifying than having your cell phone die on you! In this day and age of being connected 24/7 the ability to tap a few aps, access a phone list, use social networking, or surf the net with the touch of a finger is a godsend to me as I am always using them, as are many others out there reading this I’m sure. I’m a Droid phone guy and swear by it. I love my phone as if it’s my own child. My phone is like a part of me, and I feel totally naked without it. Oh, the agony! I feel as if my puppy has been taken away from me. Well, actually it feels more like a kick in the groin! I was using it this morning as I normally do to check my email and Facebook and all of a sudden it just froze. After repeatedly trying to start and unstart it with no reaction I removed the battery and popped it back in. Still nothing and still frozen. Then it made some weird screen pixilation and went black. Oh my God – I just witnessed the cell phone equivalent of a person dying with it’s last gasp in my arms! I literally started to feel queasy. I started to panic at the thought of being disconnected from the world for a whole day. That, and I can’t remember anyone’s phone numbers anymore! I’m screwed!
Yeah, it’s pretty bad how dependent we have become on our electronic gizmos. It’s really kind of absurd isn’t it? No matter where I am I am always checking to make sure my phone is attached to me somehow. How many times have we all started to hyperventilate when we thought we lost our phones? I have literally run back home for blocks after leaving for work after forgetting my phone in the bathroom. Oh, don’t act as if you all don’t use your phones while in the crapper. We all sit there surfing the net, sending out real time tweets on Twitter, or even making phone calls. Admit it. It is kind of funny when you are talking to someone and they hear the toilet flushing. It’s a good thing these phones don’t have smell-o-vision capabilites!
So, after taking a few deep breaths and almost passing out over the death of my phone I hit up the Verizon store on the way to the subway. I know everyone has their favorite carrier, and Verizon has it’s good and bad about it, but I still find that they offer the best reception almost anywhere I go in the USA. I travel for biz a lot and my old carriers such as AT&T and T-Mobile just had too many dead areas and dropped calls. The staff here is pretty good too and they tried their best to resuscitate my failed phone. Not happening as it was DOA. I shed a tear for my fallen partner in crime and wondered what I was going to do now, especially since I am leaving for a biz trip to Vegas this weekend. It has all my biz contacts, outlook email link, and other programs I use for work when on the road. They went into the computer and told me I had signed up for the insurance plan so they would be able to overnight me a new phone. Holy crap I lucked out that I actually paid the extra for the insurance and it replaces up to two phones a year. It’s a must when having a Droid phone. These things are basically mini computers. I still get a chuckle when my mom and dad pull out their old dinosaur flip phones. All they care about is that they make and receive calls, so it works well enough for them. Actually, it would be a disaster if they had Droid phones, but I need mine like an addict needs his fix!
As for now I feel so alone and helpless. Adrift at sea with no direction. Like walking by myself in the dark of night through a dense fog out in the middle of nowhere. As if I just took a major dump in a public restroom and realized there is no toilet paper left. Dammit – how am I going to text anyone or check in on Facebook!
Am I the only one that feels this way when stripped of their cell phone? Panic? Loss? Want to cry?
24 hours with no cell phone. I need a Xanax!