Last week I went to a Houston Rockets basketball game. Afterward I went to the rest room. When I finished washing my hands, I reached for a paper towerl, but something was in the way. Something was plugged into a socket right next to the towel and the wire was in front of the towel dispenser. A young girl was charging her cell phone. In. The. Bathroom. Right where people needed to reach for towels.
Is this addiction? Could she wait until she got home? Surely her friends had phones she could borrow in an emergency? Doesn't this seem rather OCD? Of course, maybe she was waiting for urgent news. Maybe she needed to call someone to pick her up now that the game was over. Ya think? I don't. I think she was unable to be disconnected. Is there some new disease called disconnecaphobia?
If so, it seems to affect teens and 20-somethings more than other age groups. My granddaughter is glued to her cell. God forbid she miss a text. I don't know how she functions in school all day without the phone. Maybe she has a little button inside her head that relays messages.
If it's not a cell, it's an IPad or an ISomething. Are we becoming a nation of electronic addicts. Yes, those devices help us a lot, but nevertheless...
What do you think?
While I'm on the E subject, my memoir, Stumbling Through the Dark, is available as an E-book on Amazon.