Showing posts with label Cell phones. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Cell phones. Show all posts

Monday, September 8, 2008

Pipelines


My 18 year old packed up his bags and left to go work on the pipelines, hoping to make tons of money.

He did not want our opinion or our advice. He was just going to go, no matter what. We've never heard of the company he is working for.

Now, I am grateful for cell phones, for a change. It seems he has already passed his "B pressure welds", whatever that is. He sounds happy. Say a prayer for him.

Wednesday, July 2, 2008

I HATE my kids' cell phones!

You get your children cell phones so you can keep in touch with them.

They in turn use them to keep in touch, at all times, with whom do I know.

They keep their cell phones on their bodies practically at all times, since they contain so much personal information. If I could get my hands on them, I would drive over them (the cell phones).

You see your kids for a few moments in the day when they are almost grown up, and they only care about their text-messages! You speak to them a few sentences and they have another text message. Even in the dental chair, all the young folks are texting. They can do it blind-folded, lying down with their mouth open.

Monday, May 12, 2008

Cell Phones

When we purchased cell phones for our children and ourselves, we never imagined that they would become what they have: a device that demands instant attention at all times.

There are the advantages. In this cold climate, it is helpful to know that young people driving all over the place can call for help when needed.

On the other hand, there seems to be this ever growing list of "friends", such as on facebook, who need to virtually text everyone when they've got up, gone to bed, when they are bored and so on and on... It becomes one more way to be connected to an appliance and disconnected with your family.

This weekend, I had to laugh at the Doonesbury cartoon in the newspaper. The son is complaining that the mother did not pick up his phone call when he needed more chips to eat. She responded that she was on the phone with the dad. The son thought she should have put dad on hold to answer his call. Then her phone rings because her son had put her on redial and she was now off the phone. But then the son can't take the call that he got from his redial because he had another incoming call...

There is something intensely ridiculous about it all.