I've Become "One of Them"

I always mocked the folks who took their cell phones everywhere and anywhere. I imagined them sleeping with the things, cuddling up and kissing them goodnight. My attitude was, "That's so pathetic!"

Then, I lost my cell phone on Monday.

The world changed.

Suddenly, I felt naked, scared, confused. I couldn't get in touch with anyone. I tried to find it, but it was gone. It had disappeared in the garden center of a home improvement store. All was not right with the universe.

Yesterday, I got a new cell phone, one with a camera (which I said I'd never do). I loved it. I gently massaged it. I walked around with it. I held it tight. I took it into the bathroom with me. I never let it out of my sight.

This morning, it occurred to me that I have, indeed, become "one of them."

Oh, well.

Wait... is that a ring tone I hear...?

Seinfeld-Inspired Thoughts...

Sometimes, I'm just baffled by mundane things...

- Why do we order supersized cheeseburgers, fries, and a DIET soda?

- Why do we know how to parent everyone else's kids but our own?

- Why are graying men described as "distinguished" while graying women are simply called "old"?

Hmmm.