It was Ashley’s school sports day yesterday so I walked to work and back again.
It’s only a mile and a half and I enjoy it, though most of it is beside busy roads.
Something which disheartened me a little was the amount of mobile (cell) phone use by pedestrians.
A few were talking briefly to tell folk where they were or what suchabody had said but most were tapping away in a standard two thumb heads down stance.
It is nice to talk but sometimes the peace and quiet of reflection is nice too. I felt like I was the only one with my head up.
Social networking has its uses but it seems it can be addictive too.
For fear of repeating myself, I clearly remember there only being dial up phone boxes, often smelling of toilet which we mostly didn’t use. When I walked out the door, no-one knew where I was, nor did they care – to the degree that we seem to now, anyway.
I could, if I was a little sadder than I am, fix my daughter’s locations to within twenty feet or so by the GPS on their phones. – we have actually used this when they’ve been travelling home from school trips.
For my part, I keep my phone in my pocket in case Gill needs to message me. Our texts are often more like sticky post it notes on a notice board than actual conversations. We are often too busy to “chat” by text. This means the “allowance” my phone plan gives me never gets used.
I’ve also learned that using your phone as a phone is seen as hugely un-cool by my teenagers. They talk in muffled hurried tones and tell me off when they get home. “OMG Dad, I mean … OMG!”
How do use yours?
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