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Shrink Rap – Don’t Take Yourself Too Seriously
I’m on the threshold of turning the Big Five-Oh. Yes, 50, and it happens later this month. So I don’t know if the story I’m about to share with you is a result of my hitting the mid-century point (Ouch…it hurt to put it that way. That’s gonna leave a mark), or if this happens to people at all ages.
Since I purchased my “smart phone” some months back, I’ve had a bit of a love-hate relationship with it. I love the features, the impressive memory, the Bluetooth, and how it keeps on ticking despite being dropped onto hard surfaces, ejecting its little battery clear across the driveway in the process.
What puzzles me about it is that it sometimes performs functions without my knowledge or direction, or so it seems, anyway. Occasionally I look down to find that I’m on the Internet. What? How long have THOSE charges been incurring? Or I see that it’s calling voicemail for me. Thanks, but—I didn’t request that. Did I?
I keep it handy all day long, alert for calls and messages, and check it first thing in more »
