I have been turning into one of those annoying people who pays more attention to their phone than their surroundings when out and about. With my half hour commute on foot each day, I have been increasingly using that time as catch up on social media or to reply to the queue of whats apps facebook messages or emails waiting for me. I know, this is deplorable and a woman needs to look where she is going so a new resolve to put that phone away in my bag whilst walking has commenced.
The only trouble is, that when I decided to check my phone when I first came up for air at 2 pm today, I didn't have it. As I searched around and mentally retraced by steps I started to panic. Just one ordinary phone, but with so much contained within.
There was just one thing for it. I retraced my route back home, only to find it abandoned just by the box where I keep shoes. I was able to happily turn right round again and walk back to work - but not before taking this shot of the ordinary that to me became at once beautiful.
Forgive the appearance of me again here - not a selfie, but a photograph taken at Saturday's wedding, of me with my God daughter. These are the kind of memories held on this slim piece of technology that I just wouldn't want to loose.
Instead of beating myself up about this act of carelessness with my possessions, (note - it never happens with my camera!) I decided to congratulate myself on going six hours before noticing that I didn't have my phone.
Tagged for the 52 week challenge - "find beauty in the ordinary"
Yes, what on earth would we do without them now. Know exactly how you feel as my phone fell out of my bag at work earlier in the year and I didn't get it back until the next morning. Anyway, I'm glad you found your phone and you were able to take this photo. It's a very shiny phone!
Yrs, unfortunately they have become a necessary evil. I make a point of having mine on silent when with friends, work and at aoccasions. Notifications for everything except email and mesages are turned off. And never have it on the table at sicial events or cafes. The phones have trained us as Pavlov dogs.
@maggiemae I rather like the slim and shiny design of this phone. Sadly, it is usually covered as I would not trust myself to carry it around unprotected. Took the cover off for the photo.
Another creative shot and what a story. I do switch my phone to silent when we go out to social events.
A friend of mine had his phone in his pocket when he went to the tip to drop a trailer load of garden rubbish. It was a free tip day so there were plenty of people there. He realized he didn't have his phone when he got home so went back to the tip. One of the chaps in charge rang the number and they kindly got out the digger and dug out the area where the phone was. Believe it or not they found it. He was so relieved and thankful to the staff. .
Ordinary yet precious... an interesting working title. I stumble upon the word "precious" - what does that word actually mean? I wonder what means "precious" for us today.
The mobile phone is commonplace today, until twenty years ago it was not. Your story is beautifully told. Something ordinary has become significant through the personal.
i forget my phone all the time. i really don't care for it. it's only important to me when i travel, and even then, it's off most of the time. i had my landline cut off a long time ago. you should see my list of contacts. i have at least 4 in each letter. but i most I've never spoken to for months, years even! my only regular caller is my friend in Germany who loves to talk for hours and hours and most of the time i resort to pretending i have another call that i must attend to. i don't know but my earlobes cannot stand being on the phone. and then i hate those speaker phones. can't we go back to the 1990's!
@summerfield Oh I hate being on the phone too. My family think me most strange that I don't really like to chat to them over the phone. Ive always felt the same. I tend to use my phone for everything BUT speaking to people.
September 12th, 2018
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A friend of mine had his phone in his pocket when he went to the tip to drop a trailer load of garden rubbish. It was a free tip day so there were plenty of people there. He realized he didn't have his phone when he got home so went back to the tip. One of the chaps in charge rang the number and they kindly got out the digger and dug out the area where the phone was. Believe it or not they found it. He was so relieved and thankful to the staff. .
The mobile phone is commonplace today, until twenty years ago it was not. Your story is beautifully told. Something ordinary has become significant through the personal.