My 2-year-old cell phone is failing. When it was new, it would work for five days without needing a charge. Now I charge it daily.
I’ve looked at its waning days as an excuse to plunge into a smartphone. But after doing a little research, I’m not so sure.
I look around and see people blindly following their phones down the street, through the mall and around the house. Young people gather together and communicate with one another through their phones.
I asked one, “When was the last time you actually talked with someone?” He glanced up and tapped something out on his phone. Texting me an answer, I guess.
I read that pedestrian accidents are on the increase because people are too absorbed by their phones to watch out for traffic. A group of teens in a restaurant was eerily quiet. Each was texting to the others. “Hey, Charlie, pass the ketchup.”
Then, there are all those apps. From the sublime to, well, you know. Like the toothy grin you can hold up in front of your mouth. Perfect if you’ve just had all your teeth pulled. Or the one that pours a virtual glass of beer and then lets you virtually drink it.
A new one is called, “Run Pee.” (I’m not making this up.) It tells you the best time during a movie to go pee so you don’t miss too much of the film. It also tells you what you missed once you get back to your seat.
And there’s learning that new language. Letters instead of words.
OMG, that’s gr8. LOL.