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Tied to Technology

It is Friday and this day means that Jakob has zoo class in the morning. This Friday was a little bit different.

I misplaced my phone. Oh, the horror!!!

I knew I had grabbed it on the way out the door, but wasn't sure where I put it exactly after that. Coming back to the car after dropping Jakob off I thought maybe I had imagined that I picked up my phone.

How would someone get a hold of me? What would I do if I couldn't look at facebook? or Instagram, or e-mail. Again...with sarcasm...Oh, the horror!!!

As I was driving toward the mall to exchange some shirts I bought Krischan I began to wonder if there were any pay phones left in the world. Who would I call anyway and why?

What if I did have my phone with me and it fell out of my car at the zoo. EEKS.

Ok, I will make a trip to the apple store and do a "Find my Phone" But what do I do if I see that it is at the zoo, how would I call my mom there to see if someone turned it in? Would someone actually let me use their phone? Again, are there pay phones in this world anymore that work? In my experience, no. I found that out about a year ago when I was lost and needed a phone to call someone. I think I stopped at 5 pay phones, all accepted money...none worked. I succumbed to going in a store to ask if I could use their phone.

One step first. Find my Phone. For those who don't have an iPhone, it is an amazing and scary little tool. You can literally find your phone and wipe it or lock it depending if it was stolen or you just misplaced it like me. You can even text it: "Hey, jerk, you stole my phone, bring it back...or else."

I enter everything I needed too and it was locating...

There it is!! I see the mall parking lot and the exact space I parked my car in.

Amazing...Scary...

The funny thing is, without the phone I wondered how I was going to know what time it was. If I needed to call someone, would I know their number? What if my tire went flat, or something happened to my car?

The second funny thing is, I was out of college and in my first job before I ever got a cell phone. And the only reason I had it was for emergency purposes. So I know how to live without a cell phone, I enjoy living without one because time goes slower that way...after the panic of course.

How did we become so tied to our devices? There wasn't one person I passed at the mall that didn't have the phone out checking something. Sad...Amazing...Scary.

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