The Day "Without" a Phone......

Yeah..... I couldn't handle it. I am a failure. I guess I'm a prime example of society's technology-consumed youth. Ever since this assignment, I have been waiting for the perfect day to go without my phone, but it never came and I've finally realized it probably never will. It's not like I'm a texting addict. I don't freak out if I can't use my phone. It honestly doesn't bother me all that much. It bothers other people, and in turn that bothers me. I feel like it is my responsibility for my friends, family, and boyfriend to be able to reach me, in case of a "crisis." Whether it be my best friend's boyfriend of two years broke up with he and she needs support, or my boyfriend flipped his car four times and fractured his spine (both of which have occurred since I've been here), I can't stand the feeling of not knowing what's going on. I couldn't imagine a time when people were not able to immediately reach each other, from nearly any location. Even my parents seem to have forgotten life without cell phones. My boyfriend doesn't have a working cell phone so when he wrecked he had to push his way through an overgrown field to the nearest house to call 911. When my Mom heard this, she became enraged and yelled, "That's what cell phones are for! It is inconceivable for him to not have a cell phone! Totally ridiculous!" But cell phones have really just become "necessities" in the past ten years.

I don't think this need to be reachable 24/7 is just me. Most people I know sleep with their cellphones on and are used to getting texts or calls in the middle of the night, something my parents find ludicrous. If forgot my phone in my parent's room once. When my friend called at one, my Dad dashed in to my room as if there was a fire, assuming something must be wrong if someone was calling so late. I think it would be a lot easier for me to have completed the "no phone" assignment if I didn't have a long-distance boyfriend. We're used to talking to each other on a daily basis, and if I didn't pick up all day, he would go in to panic mode. Even if I warned him ahead of time, it would still cause friction and he would encourage me to "cheat" and talk to him. If I still lived at home, or if he lived here, than the no phone deal would have been a piece of cake... I think.