Phone Out The Window!

You know the little daily things, that can irritate immensely? Like the people that call you, wanting you to buy something. It seems to me, that they just grow in numbers, because there's more of these calling me nowadays, than there ever were a few years ago. Damnit, they call me every week now! They use my name, sounds friendly and at first it makes me think, they ring from some important office. -And I'm a person that hates, getting phone calls from important places. It scares me mad. Maybe it's the postoffice, maybe it's the bank, maybe it's my doctor, some advisor, maybe it's about my money, my bills, my life and I don't want to get involved, not with any of it! Because I fear those offices, that wants to control my life (maybe cause I'm not much in control myself of course). So when they say my name and I don't recognize the voice, it gives me a chill.

Then they just start reading from a manuscript and it usually goes so fast, I don't remember the last line, when the new one starts. The latest seller that called me, talked so fast; I only actually heard, that I could get a free knife and fork set as a small add on, together with the stuff they wanted to sell me. I always try to be patient, so I listen to the blabber and wait and wait, until I finally can tell them that I'm not interested, goodbye. I know some people just hang up on them. If I wasn't so overly polite, I would hang up on them too, but I never manage to do it.

Sometimes I get phonecalls, from people calling me over ten times in a row, when I'm not around, sometimes early in the morning, hanging up really fast. When I care to look up the numbers (which I honestly rarely do), they are often secret, you can't see the names of whoever called you, they are not in the phonebook. First of all, what's the purpose of calling someone, more than one time, in one go? Most callers will be stored on the phone and it will tell the owner when it checks. Second of all, what's the purpose of having secret numbers, when you are so terminated in trying to reach people? It should rather be me having a secret number, as I more often want to ignore the damn terror object, than I want to use it.

I'm not a person that carry the cellphone with me, everywhere I go, like a total lost one. It's a good thing to have in the car and that's it. I'm never in the need of a phone, when I'm outside the car, or outside home. If there's an important message and I'm not there, they can always call me back and it will say on my phone, who called me, which means I can call them. So what's the use, of bringing it into every place you enter?

I'm of the idea, that the most important thing, I carry with me around; is my head. I see people here and there, carrying a phone, but having left the head at home.

-But of course some people think, that everything adults do, if it isn't killing people, or going against the average 2% IQ level; is right and ok and fine.

That's also why I detest the common adult life, it means nothing to me.

And I have said it before, I hate cellphone people in general. I hate the fact, that they live their little stressful lives, actually imagining that people respect them. There's no respect or friendship, in the use of SMS messages and useless weather talk, hugs and little funnies. It's just very very tiresome.

-It amuses me more, sitting in quiet waiting rooms, looking at dusty art work from the sixties, staring at me from the walls. Brochures with pictures of hot tourist attractions I'll never see in reality, amuses me more. Old retired wrinkled decorational drawer rubber paper, that is suppose to protect the drawer and also give it a nice touch, amuses me more. The damp air in old peoples homes, amuses me more. Some cheap liquor, would defiantly amuse me more.

I dislike everything SMS. I dislike the pictures and video phones. I dislike the camera phones. I even more dislike the music phones. I just want a phone that lets me take an important message, a phone that lets me have a real conversation, with a friend now and then. I don't want jokes, chain messages, love knobs, win a sports car contests, weather info, mini TV, latest top 20, in my phone. I just don't need it, I would NEVER use it.

Cellphone people think they can click you, like one of their buttons, when you spend time with them. Turn you on and off, as they play with their toy. It always amaze me the manners of people, they rarely seem to be aware, of how they affect the surroundings, how they don't connect. And of course it's not the phones, it's there, even when they don't have it; a lack of observation, a lack attachment to the things they deal with.

Looking back onto myself when I was a kid, when I had good dreams of adulthood; I can now see in me, that even back then, I was probably doomed, to grow up, into someone that would be disappointed. Someone that wouldn't fit, into the typical adult model. Because I was maybe an odd kid, I lived more inside, than I did in my shyness outward. I was playful in the mind and I've noticed as an adult, that a lot of people either lose the creative mind, or they just never owned it.

I connect less with people now, than I ever did as a kid. And I hurt more... Because I can't deal with all the shallowness and although I know, I have seen, that people are deeper, kinder and a lot more interesting behind the facade. You can connect to them, if you break the surface and you notice, that most want; what I want. They also want to connect. They want to lose the senselessness that thrives them, the walls, the stress and the everyday greyness. They want to dare to talk, about who they really are.

Although I am aware of that, I still think that people overall, don't inspire me much, when it comes to wanting to connect to them. At the end of the lines, there's more often a wish to disconnect, than there is a wish to connect...

What's the purpose of a five lines short message of SMS?
-"Hi, hello, how are you?
Weather's good, going to
Mount Everest next week.
Tuddelidu. Hugs.
Say hi to folks. Bye."

Get over yourselves. Your SMS life isn't the slightest bit interesting.