about 12 years ago cell phones were a futuristic thing that no one could afford nor REALLY wanted. We all had sweet pagers that the boys kept to look tough and the girls put glitter and sparkles all over. These things worked fine. We would get secret messages with phone numbers we did not know but were curious to call later on to find out who "143's" us. My whole point of this is that we used to live our lives normally without these damned things! Now people don't have sense of direction without checking their phones for directions! We cant remember the lyrics to songs so instead of the normal reaction to sing whatever the hell YOU think it sounds like you check your phone to see what the next line is. Its made us all lazy and crazy in the process.
MY personal issue with these is that I find myself addicted. Addicted to talking to people at all hours of the night. Addicted to sending unnecessary pictures of myself, my cat, random people and objects. I want pictures back. I mean if I think about it, who the hell gave me permission to be able to spill my guts out through a mindless worthless piece of technology. You may know what I'm siked about something, Or excited, or excitable; Possibly bored or going out and even sometimes my location but who gave you the right? I mean logically these are normal things that people may share face to face, via phone or email, maybe even through a hand written letter but this kid makes it very conveniently ackward when your emotions are expressed but not responded too.
You may think this is a silly rant about being ignored via cell phone which shouldn't matter what so ever and if you guessed that you are correct. For these reasons and more I think I truly hate cellphones. This rant would have meant more to me if I happened to write it on my cell phone. I'll leave you with my recommendation of song to listen to for the day.
band warpaint -song Billie Holiday
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