Wednesday, December 01, 2004
I agree that cellphones can be used for conversations, emergencies, etc. Yet, society has become so ridiculously attached to them that it would be an apocalypse if they all of the sudden stopped working. As for me, I would rather like to think that I am detached from them; checking voice mail is such a mundane task, and I never hear the end of " your cellphone is never turned on?!".
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Secondly, somewhere in the transitional stage of my 18 years, I have completely lost the ability to multi task. Being a person who excels at so many things, I rather shock myself when I can't perform multiple functions at the same time. All of this digression, leads me to a rather humorous story.
On Sunday evening I was in the Emory library, rather bored, as well as fidgety. There was nobody around me except for my friend and a lone graduate student. I finally started reading, when my cellphone vibrates. I pick up the phone, and since the person on the other end is talking at a raised voice level, I instinctively raise mine too. But I'm in a library. The grad student looks rather annoyed, and my friend tells me to quiet down. I get up looking for the quickest exit. Ah, a door leading to a staircase. Maybe I can just sit on the steps... BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP,BEEP,BEEP. I obviously didn't read the sign that said :" do not open this door, or else the alarm will go off". Needless to say, the alarm is ringing like crazy. I hang up the phone, a bit flustered but not embarrassed about the incident. Maybe the sign should've been bigger. And what's the point of an exit door if it's really not an exit door but a manipulative safety precaution?! I sit back down. Now, the grad student is really annoyed. I give him an uneasy grin. I decide not to alert anyone of the alarm, or the fact that I set it off. In my eyes, it was an accident, and the Emory personnel can deal with it themselves. My friend, seeing that as completly unacceptable, takes it upon herself to alert the Emory staff, that she thinks "somebody accidentally opened the door". She comes back to find me, just casually reading my book, trying not to smile or crack up laughing. The grad student- extremely annoyed-packs up his laptop and exits the study hall, wonderfully for me, making it look like he set off the alarm. Six minutes later, a staff member, finally decides to shut off the alarm. I don't know why I felt like sharing this story. Perhaps, it's because I can still hear the alarm ringing in my ear.
Multitasking + cellphones = disaster
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