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May 14, 2006
speakers are speaking in code
so this morning i was scrambling before church - looking around for my cell phone wondering where i might have misplaced it when i wondered aloud to myself. how is it that i've become so dependant upon this piece of technology? it's not like i make that many telephone calls - in fact friends and family complain quite often that i don't call often enough...but that's not really my thing talking on the telephone. and when i say that i don't mean to imply that i'm not any good at talking on the phone because i'm really quite good at it - whether a conversation lasts 15 minutes or 5 hours i will always have somthing interesting to say. but that's not really what i'm here to talk about....
as i was fumbling around this morning i had this strange sense of deja vu and suddenly i was transported to my former life in miami, florida where i would spend many countless hours digging into darkened corners of my apartment looking for my beeper does anyone else remember beepers? it seems like such an arcane concept now. you can't reach someone on the telephone so you call their pager, input your phone number and wait restlessly for them to call you back. i hated that damned beeper. my boss at the time insisted that i have one but he was not willing to share the cost with me. so i was paying $14.95 a month so he could have instant access to me at any time - day or nite.
i guess in some ways the beeper was better when it came to avoiding people you didn't really want to deal with...like your boss for example. because it was pretty simple to delete the page and claim that you never got it. and the other person involved really had no way of confirming or denying whether or not their call wen through. plus if you were saavy enoughy you could painstaikingly pound out cryptic messages that would read things like: let's go to bed if you held the pager upside down and desperately wanted to believe that someone actually wanted to go to bed with you.
in a way the beeper was precursor to things like text messaging - which i still haven't gotten around to participating in. and i'm often maligned for this by some of my dearest friends but i have a tendency to write. alot. i have a hard time consolidating my deepest thoughts and feelings or even the random thoughts that pass through my brain on a daily basis. so for me, i'd much rather sit down and compose an e-mail or write a letter because both of those mediums are so much more meaningful in so many ways. in fact, if they ever get around to giving away pulitzer prizes for e-mail writing i'd have to say i would be completely astonished if i weren't at least considered for such a prize.
but that whole tedious hunt and peck text message thing - it's really not for me. i'd much rather spend my time wondering whatever happened to paula cole. with her yodeling and her all around hirsuteness wondering where all the cowboys had gone and like the rest of us didn't want to wait for dawson's creek to be over. i'm getting a little bit worried because she hasn't returned any of my phone calls. perhaps i should try beeping her instead.
| By young_christopher | 4:56 PM