Pilot Episode - Technology

Welcome to my blog.  This is the pilot episode where we introduce our characters, establish the major plot arc, blah blah blah... yeah.  I'm not doing that.  No plot here - just my random musings.  If you find these bits interesting and entertaining, please tell me and tell others.  If you hate it, please don't tell anyone!

Technology

A few years ago, my friend (we'll call her "Angie") was dating a guy.  I won't go into the details of her love life, but suffice to say, he was a jerk and our nickname for him was not PG 13.  [Quick aside - this is not a blog about relationships.  I promise.  This is just background to establish my hopefully very interesting point about technology, so stop groaning and keep reading.]  After some time, "Angie" realized the jerkiness that was her boyfriend (we'll call him "Nick") and broke up with him.  Several weeks went by, her anger escalated and she reached the point that most people do at the end of a bad relationship.  She decided it was time to delete him from her cell phone (see... it is about technology).   She hit "Delete Nick" on her phone.  To which, the phone responded "are you sure you want to delete Nick?"  It's true.  Her Motorola RAZR caused a re-evaluation of her entire relationship.  No.  She wasn't ready to delete Noah.  In fact, it took her several weeks before she could delete the man we called Nick-the-narcissistic-sociopathic-f@#k-wit from her phone.  [This leads me to another aside. F@#k-wit is my favorite expletive.   Really rolls off the tongue and is the most pointed of all the variations of the f-bomb, don't you think?]

The reality is that our modern mobile culture has made it such that when you "delete" someone, they are not only deleted from your phone, but they are, in fact, deleted from your life.  Truth is, I don't even know my sister's phone number and I talk or text her almost every day!  If I lost my blackberry, many people would be deleted from my life.  People that I really don't want deleted from my life.  OK - there are a few names in there that if deleted, things would carry on just fine.  But, do I really want my phone to be the impetus?  This seems like a decision that every girl must make for herself.  When is the right time to "delete Nick?"  Beats me.  Maybe that explains the "Frank" in my phone that, for the life of me, I don't know who he is.  Maybe it is time.....