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4meAndyou · F
I remember being extremely cranky about being forced to buy one. I had planned to start college again, at Bridgewater, and they REQUIRED a cell phone.
I was almost "Get off my lawn" cranky about it. The damned phone would ring while I was driving, and before I learned to ignore it I would almost drive off the road in a panic trying to [i]find[/i] the damned thing in my bag. And it was ALWAYS a telemarketer.
More than anything, I resented the IMPOSED concept that my time was no longer my own, and that an institution could arbitrarily rule that I MUST be subject to contact at any hour of the day or night.
I was almost "Get off my lawn" cranky about it. The damned phone would ring while I was driving, and before I learned to ignore it I would almost drive off the road in a panic trying to [i]find[/i] the damned thing in my bag. And it was ALWAYS a telemarketer.
More than anything, I resented the IMPOSED concept that my time was no longer my own, and that an institution could arbitrarily rule that I MUST be subject to contact at any hour of the day or night.