I can’t imagine life without cell phones, yet I lived for 30 years without one. How is that possible? I admit I’m guilty of checking my phone frequently, mainly at home.
I turned off the sound notification from my e-mail app because the numerous dings! were driving me nuts. In fact, the notifications for all of my apps have the sound turned off. All except text messages and Facebook Messenger. (I Messenger more frequently than I text.)
Mobile phones actually came out in the 80s. They were the size of a brick, as you can see in the picture (above). They weren’t common, the way cell phones are today, and from what I can remember, only businessmen carried them. They looked ridiculous carrying one of those giant phones, and even more so when they used them.
There’s no question that smartphones — apps — make our lives easier. I can take my pulse, track my sleep, post to social media, and many other things. If you can think of something, there’s probably an app for it.
Back in the mid-80s, I was on the phone with my friends constantly. Hours at a time! Now, I hate calling anybody. I absolutely can’t stand talking on the phone. I’d much rather text (or e-mail). I don’t know when this transition occurred, or why. Maybe texting is less anxiety producing? Maybe it allows you to hold a conversation while you feel like $hit? Maybe they’re easier to ignore? Who knows!
Do you prefer to text or talk? Or both?