Smell Phone

I never really was much of a talker.
Then came the telephone - yes, old school. I never really did get the hang of it beyond just saying what needs to be said.
And, of course now everyone has a cell phone.

I got my first and only one nearly 3 years ago, mostly for work.
Well, that job no longer exists and the use I have for this phone is dwindling daily.

Now, we read about the new iphone controversy in Canada and I read about people lining up for it.
Crazy.
All I see daily is a sea of people driving badly while talking on their cell; bumping into you or meandering on the street while being distracted; cell phones going off at the movies, at the opera or wherever;kids staring at their cell on the bus instead of taking a deep breath and enjoying the world outside of technology. When I hear them talk, which they do less coherently than I can ever remember, it's usually meaningless and just occupying time. Half the time they are talking about the last 'text' they sent.

So, in keeping with my love of the direction of distractedness this world is coming to, I called to find out that my contract ends on October 23rd of this year.

They may have sold the rest of you on the 'need' for the technology, but I seem to be able to get by with a landline and a laptop with a DSL connection.

The cell still looks new, but I won't miss it. It can go in the imaginary pile beside my last television.

No, they can't 'cell' me.