Those who know me, know I am an anachronism: I do not use a smart phone. I don’t like them. I recognize their value, but I hate texting, I hate typing on a flat screen, I don’t like being that available, and most especially, I like being able to go places where I CAN’T be distracted.
So instead, I have a prepaid emergency phone.
However, my children’s concept of what constitutes an “emergency” could use some help. Here are a few of the “emergency” calls I have gotten in recent months:
- What is your library card number?
- What is my schedule this weekend?
- What are we doing on Saturday?
- What time are you coming home?
- Can I download a new Xbox game?
- Can I have a snack?
- (in hysterical tears): Where is my scratch art kit?
- Did you hear that Space-X (fill-in-the-blank)?
I think we have some work to do.