Sounds familiar. I’ve finally trained C not to answer, but to listen to the message. If it’s a pastoral emergency he can then immediately call back. Personally, I hate being so easily contactible, and if I had my way, I wouldn’t have a cell phone at all. I can only imagine how this would be even more problematic with children…
I am reminded of how useful they can be as I am on my way to the store where I bought my cell phone in order to purchase a new charger because my dog chewed the connection off the end, when we decide to take a moment to get a cold drink at Sonic. I turned off my truck and then it wouldn’t start again. 364 days a year I have a cell phone with me. Not only that, but I parked too close to the menu and can’t open my own door. So, I send my somewhat irritated fourteen year old son to make a phone call to get help–and he didn’t tell his dad WHICH Sonic we were at. “Well, there are only three, Mom.” Later, his dad said, “It was the last one I thought of.”
They are useful…but burdensome. The issue I find is that you have to negotiate not only your family’s sense of boundaries but everyone elses’s too. M is the anti-accessibility person in the house and largely I agree with her. Unfortunately…the rest of the world believes that a message sent is a message received. So now *if* I give people my number I tell them–I’ll get back to you, I just can’t promise when…
heh. i don’t have one. people always asking how I manage, or saying they couldn’t because of x or y reason (and, to me, the only really compelling reason I can think of is if you are in a profession where you need to be accessible in an emergency.) or they say, what if your car broke down?? I just say, people got by before they were invented, didn’t they? I do just fine. in fact, lots of things about not having one are really a lot better.
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