Yesterday I forgot my cellphone at home. I remembered it as I'd just driven away, but figured I could deal with not having it by my side for one day. It's just a phone. I don't even like talking on the phone. So would it really matter?
In a nutshell....yes.
As my day passed I became more and more anxious that I was missing important phone calls. Surely I was getting called about my recent job interview or my sister needed me to babysit or there was an emergency or I'd need to call someone and not have their number or SOMETHING!!!! I even called it twice to check for voicemail messages.
All of this is ridiculous behavior. I have a phone at work that everybody knows the number to and I have email at work that I'm constantly on (a better source to reach me than the phone even). But I was absolutely dismayed at not having this object at my side.
I left work 15 minutes early yesterday. I told myself it was because I couldn't stand another second at work...but I think part of it was to get back to my phone as soon as possible.
Did I miss any calls? No. The only calls were me calling to check my voicemail. And how sad is that?
Thursday, October 25, 2007
Cellphone Panic
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2 comments:
I did this same thing last week, except that I left my phone in my car and was too busy with meetings to walk to the parking ramp. It annoyed the hell out of me all day long.
I didn't receive a single call on it either. I don't usually.
I always figure that the day I leave my cell phone at home is when I'll have a flat tire on the road or get molested by some psycho while in a parking lot somewhere...
i dont find myself being so bad about my phone but jeesh give me a day without email and im nuts....i check it at least a dozen times a day....i mean really if someone had something that was that important they would call yet i still email obsess
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