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Join Date: May 2003
Location: The English Riviera
I'm beginning to think that mobile phones are one of the greatest evils in the world. They are nasty little things, bordering on the symbiotic - they slowly become part of you until neither party can fully cope without the other.
I don't like the idea of people being able to get in touch with me wherever I am. I have my phone on in case of some emergency or something, but I always managed before without giving it a second thought. Contrastly, I rather like the idea of being able to get hold of others any time I want them, even down to getting annoyed when they don't answer they're mobiles. I'm well aware that that's hypocritical in the extreme, but that's what mobiles do to people.
Text messaging is another repellent aspect that mobile phones have brought with them. Such flippancy as you will find in your average text is rarely found elsewhere. They are incredibly impersonal, more so than even an email, and infinitely more so than a letter.
I think the real problem is that I love and hate mobiles, my mobile, in equal measures. Perhaps that's what I can't deal with.
(Yes, I am waiting for a friend to call. I'm supposed to be picking him up from the station, but he hasn't said when yet. And yes, he should be answering his phone. The swine.)