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Tuesday, 27 July 2010

Rage Against the Machine

I got my first mobile phone in 2002. Prior to that, I’d resisted getting one because there was no real need for me to have one. Working freelance in events quickly put an end to my Luddite status and I was lumbered with an old clunker of a beast (Nokia) that quickly became indispensible professionally. I latched on soon enough to the personal benefits of mobile technology when I moved interstate. Lonely and missing my friends, I found much appeal in texting drunken messages in the wee hours:

I miss yoooouuuu……..hic!

That Nokia lasted me a lifetime. It bore witness to some truly memorable experiences. It contained the travails of moving interstate and coming out of a four year relationship. It saw me through about six job changes. It contained all the early courtship texts sent between me and my soon-to-be husband. And then in fitting fashion I lost it somewhere in Changi Airport en route from Australia to begin my new life in London.


My first mobile love...

Since then many mobiles have come and gone. They break down on or fall into the toilet. I lose them in my own house or they disappear in film cinemas. As another one bites the dust, a part of me mourns:

Every time we say goodbye, I cry a little
Every time we say goodbye, I wonder why a little…

And then when the replacement comes, it’s hard on both of us. The animosity is instant. I poke at its buttons with disdain and it blanks me. I poo poo the software and it freezes. Finally one of us snaps. I throw it across the room screaming:

I hate it! I hate it! I hate it! It doesn’t work!

But then slowly we start to get to know one other. Hidden qualities emerge which hold me in thrall. I start to open up, trusting it with private messages and details.

A miracle happens. We are happy together.

For awhile.

2 comments:

Mark Buckley said...

I found your blog because I wanted to start one of my own called "The Little Smoke". Unfortunately, you've seem to have beaten me by about two years. Even more disheartening is that your blog turns to be really good and now I'm going to have to follow it, plus a couple of your links. This means that I spend even more time "fannying about on the internet" and less time "living life to the max". Thank you! x

Lavendar Lee said...

Thanks Mark - that's really kind of you to say so and take the time to post a comment. I say "Go For It" in terms of starting your own blog called "The Little Smoke" or some other variation of "Smoke" and "Little". The more the merrier I reckon. And let me know if you do so I can link you!