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I lost my phone when I went to see Cake over the weekend. It was an awesome show, and, interestingly, one of the songs off their new album is called “No Phone.” I tried to allign myslef with the message of the song, which was, for those of you who listen to Rush Limbaugh, that not having your phone was a relief, a good thing. But I couldn’t really, and I tried to say that it wasn’t a big loss, but it was.
This was especially irritating because I had held out for so long in getting a cell phone, and now I felt I had become a slave to one. Though, now taking a a more withdrawn approach to everything, it’s not the connectivity I miss, it’s the connectivity when it matters. (And the clock. I really hate watches, but I love knowing what time it is. The cell phone served me well in temporal regard.) Kmart’s window in his car got busted over the weekend and I couldn’t really keep in touch with him without using ACWGF’s phone. Luckily, ACWGF was with me, but had she not been, it would have been a real pain in the ass for Kmart to get the stuff to temporarily fix his window.
So the one time it really seems like it pays to have my phone, it’s gone. Boo.
So, has anyone else experienced the conflict of connectivity? What are you’re stories about wanting to be connected/disconnected and having the opposite occur?
UPDATE: I guess I should change the title of this post to “Found Phone.” And, I must admit, I’m psyched that it was found. I was comfortable with my no-frills, no-bells-and/or-whistles phone and I didn’t want to get a new one. Plus, there are numbers on there that would cause me quite an ass-bruising to ask for again. As a side note, I wanted to have faith in humanity, especially in likeable Cake fans, and as a cynic, I’d convinced myself that my phone was gone. But now I like people a little bit more (for at least the next few minutes) and I can truly respect the anonymous Cake fan/Merriweather employee for not taking my phone and selling it to somebody for 10 bucks. I wish I knew who they were so I could give them a reward. Right now, I’m totally gruntled and going to eat lunch. I’d still love to hear your stories though.
