Last night as I sat in my computer graphics class all I could think about was my phone. I had turned it off and placed it in my purse.
As the teacher started to talk at 6:00 o’clock I was not paying attention. I was holding my phone typing a comment to add to a photograph I had taken on instagram. The photograph was of my computer on the desk in front of me. “Class is about to start,” I typed.
I couldn’t figure out why the teacher kept looking at me. Did I look creative? Did he think I looked intelligent? Then the student beside me touched my elbow and said, “Mom, your phone.”
Oh dear, I was being a disrespectful student. What a bad example I was setting for my daughter who is in the class with me.
For three hours and 15 minutes I couldn’t check status updates, see who commented on my blog, or find out any news.
Are you addicted to your phone?
Does your phone beep everything you get an e-mail, or a notification on Facebook? Do you check every time it beeps?
I want to use my phone, but not have it rule me. The phone has become my master.
“I have beeped, my slave, run to me and see what message I bring,” said my phone.
“I shall obey your beeps Master Phone.” I replied.
“You shall have no other phones before me. As you go about your day, do not think about the book you are writing, or the paintings you want to do, constantly check me even when I don’t beep. Be obsessed with me. Keep me beside you at all times, never let my battery die.”
“I shall obey.”
Seriously now. I do not want to be ruled by my phone. I shall turn it off when I write, and check it once an hour.
AHHHHHHHHH. My phone just beeped. I forgot to turn it off. I want to look at it. Why did it beep? Who is it? Is it important?
Do you have this problem? Are you addicted to your phone?
