(Yet another edition of What She Said)
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When I was a teenager, I LIVED on the phone. My father used to joke about how it was permanently attached to my head. I can remember calling friends so that we could watch television together (over the phone). I was All Phone, All The Time.
And then the internet happened. The lovely, lovely internet.
I’m still a big fan of constant connection, but the advent of the internet changed things for me. Oh, sure—when I haven’t talked with a friend in a long time, nothing but an actual conversation will do, but in general? I much prefer email. Or chatting online.
I was trying to figure out why this is, and I realized it’s because I’m actually incredibly rude: While emailing or instant messaging I can ALSO be talking to the kids, emailing/instant messaging someone ELSE, and/or eating lunch. The multitasker in me is not interested in a singular phone conversation when I could be doing five things at once.
Except that I’ve never really been big on talking on the phone, even as a teenager. But multitasking? Oh yes, I’m all about the multitasking. I would just so much rather IM or email than talk on the phone. I hate phones, on general principles.
Well, not my iPhone. As JLK inspired, the Jeebusphone©. I L.O.V.E. it. But I only rarely use it as, you know, a phone.