I, Phone

Resistance was futile. I now own a "smart phone."

I grew up in the 70's without a television, which at the time made my family real outliers. I still don't have one and much prefer it that way. We raised our child without a tv and have no regrets. Years and years ago I complained about the fact that a day was coming when, in order to have a phone, I would basically need to have a tv as well. People scoffed and thought I was alarmist and out of touch. 

But you know, basically I was right.

So now, my new job pretty much requires that I have an internet connected phone with unlimited data. The flip phone doesn't cut it, and neither does the ipod. So I went out after work and got myself one of these newfangled devices.

[side note: while hanging around in the strange show room type atmosphere, I was too self conscious to take any photos, though I wanted to. I did, however, get to overhear a conversation about a man who dressed up in a specially designed suit that would allow him to be swallowed by a giant anaconda and survive. Apparently the anaconda refused to eat him though, so the story was a bit anti-climatic. Still, it made the experience a little bit more surreal, which I enjoyed.]

Anyhow, when I was finally handed my new phone I pressed the home key and was surprised that a keypad of numbers suddenly appeared. Much like the first time I swam in the ocean at age 24 and was surprised that it tasted like salt. Nothing beats actual experience, does it?

At least the camera is better.