Last week, I ended up breaking my phone to the extent where the screen didn’t work at all, but Siri was able to respond and follow commands. So I could call people, send texts and ask some questions, but I couldn’t read text messages or use any data of any sort.
I haven’t been without a cell phone since I was 17, so for five years. And I haven’t been without a smartphone (I’m an iPhone user) for about three.
The next morning when I woke up without a cell phone, I couldn’t shut off my alarm because all I could use was the lock button, which only snoozes it. (No, I didn’t realize you could ask Siri to shut it off for you at this point.)
I looked out the window and wondered what the temperature was outside on that early-May, North Country morning, then chuckled to myself because, “Duh, Kaitlyn! You don’t have a phone!”
I went to work and planned a Starbucks run, asking my boss what she wanted, and we both agreed for her to text me her order. Then we both laughed at our stupidity.
I went through an entire eight-hour shift at Subway not texting anybody… whoa.
I left work for the weekend, only to be clueless on weekend plans, even though they’re pretty much the same every Friday, Saturday and Monday night, but used my friend/roommate’s phone to contact people.
I drove to my friend’s apartment and went to call her when I was there, then hit myself on the head because that wasn’t an option. (I hadn’t discovered how smart Siri was, being that I’ve never been a dedicated Siri user.)
I proceeded to go out, get intoxicated and abandoned by the friend’s I was supposed to stay with, and found myself walking around drunk and alone througout the “city” of Plattsburgh from about 2 – 4 a.m. looking for shelter — not being able to call anyone because the inconvenience of having no phone carried on.
Now, here’s where I get to my point…
I could’ve bought a cheap alarm clock, or asked someone in the house to wake me up. Seeing a friendly face as soon as I open my eyes from a slumber is a good way to start a day, in my opinion.
Why do I need a pixel screen to tell me the wonders of the outdoors and how chilly it is, or if it’s breezy? I could’ve walked outside first thing in the morning with the dog and figured it out myself.
Use a pen and paper to write down an order (which I eventually did), or exercise that good ol’ memory. I mean, heaven sakes… Starbucks drive-thru is right across the street.
Talk to people standing right next to you instead of typing to a phone. I think, a lot of the time, people forget who is on the other end of that phone, which can alter what they do or do not say. Face-to-face conversation is the absolute best.
Why do we feel the need to call the person whose house we arrive to? That’s what knocking is for, or doorbells.
Being shelter-less and intoxicated, well, that’s just my fault; however, I loved it. There was something so peaceful and relaxing about walking around in the middle of the night in the pouring rain. Usually, I’d be texting, or playing music, or I would’ve only had a 10-minute walk to a friend’s apartment because they would have answered their phone. But, instead, no one knew I was stranded. No one could reach me. No music could sway me. It was me, the rain and the night, and it was the most enjoyable walk I’ve had in months… if not longer.
And with being phoneless for a week, I’ve found that all of those conflicts were simply inconveniences and nothing was impossible. I was more intact with the day and my surroundings, and I found that it was a way of life that I had forgotten about… one that was much less stressful. So, with that, I’m going to do all I can to try and remember this week, so when I’m feeling overwhelmed, I can tuck that brilliant, little piece of technology away, and enjoy the life outside.
I advise you all to try the same.