daringtobe's Diaryland Diary

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Cell Phones

I am not a cell phone expert.

It took me a great while to break down and get one when they first started becoming popular.

Primarily because I don�t believe that someone needs the ability to get a hold of me at all times. I�m not a doctor nor am I the President of anything�.why do you need to call me to ask mundane, stupid questions?

You don�t�.that�s why I turn mine off most of the time. It is my right as an American Citizen to have some frigging privacy every now and then�I don�t need to have this privacy interrupted by the ring tones of �Staying Alive�. Sure you say to yourself, just don�t answer when you don�t want to talk.

But you see I am obsessive. If you call me and I don�t answer then I will constantly think over and over again that it may be an emergency, that you are stuck underneath a tree somewhere and the only number you could remember was mine and I was your only hope for rescue.

Yes I have a vivid imagination, I know, I know.

All I�m saying is this, I have cell phone. If you have my number and by chance you call it and it is not turned on. Get over it. I am not on call. Leave a message and I will get back with you. If I feel like it. This is exactly how I am in the non cellular world.

9:26 a.m. - January 07, 2005

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