You can tell from my avatar (as well as the majority of my posts) that I am a tech-head. I work in the field of computers and technology as a whole.
Albeit, I'm not creating complicated algorithms or pushing the boundaries of science; But I am making interesting and often artistic contributions to
a growing cyber landscape. For all intended purposes, I should have a cellphone, or even a landline. Yet,
I have gone six months without a cellphone.
I feel fine.
I did NOT decide to get rid of it. I was NOT afraid of the
or the GPS tracking.
I had a gloriously new G1 Google phone that I received on Christmas day of 2008.
I accidentally washed my first one in the laundry. I forgot that it was in my coat jacket. *sigh* It took me about two weeks to get it back. During
that period of time, I was distraught and had numerous feelings of phantom phone
I went back to my normal cellphone usage/addiction.
Then, about 6 months ago, my cellphone was STOLEN while I was doing laundry in a laundry mat in upper Manhattan. Some punk kid walked in and grabbed
it off of the table and walked right out while I wasn't looking. It was actually quite impressive now that I look back on it. At this point, I
figured that the universe wanted me to have either clean clothes, or a cellphone. Not both. I take hints.
Of course, this time I was furious. I ran around town and hunted him down. I asked everyone in the upper east side if they knew him. I went to
apartment complex to apartment complex, until I found a group of people that knew him. Unfortunately for me, he allegedly skipped town that morning
and hasn't been seen since. Actually, the story regarding the thief is a complicated but uninteresting one, so I will leave that out.
The next few weeks were filled with police reports and discussions with tmobile. The process to actually replace the stolen phone was complicated due
to me moving out of my apartment. Therefore, I put it off for a few weeks. This time, I had a similar (or potentially more severe) withdrawal from my
However, after two weeks, I felt as if I never owned one.
I stopped reaching for my phone while on the subway, or in the car, or while walking. I started to pay attention to the world around me, instead of
the world inside my phone. And It was at this point in time that I outright refused to get a new one. Life without a phone wasn't as hard as I
thought it would be.
For one, I bought a watch.
I became punctual, as I couldn't call people to apologize to friends/associates for being late. My memory expanded as I had to remember more phone
numbers, emails and directions. Personal moments became more personal, as I had to remember things vividly as I couldn't take a photos or videos of
the moments. Well, I really began to appreciate certain things more.
Emergencies are emergencies, and with all likelihood these things wouldn't even work in the event of one. There are cons to not having one, therefore
I will admit that they are useful, and they do make certain things simpler and comfortable. But comfort leads to dependence.
I guess the point of this thread is to at least acknowledge that these devices are not necessary. They are not REQUIRED. They are just like any other
device. They are useful. Please keep that in mind.