The Phone

Hello there.

I am reporting in from the beloved public library, because I needed some books on Greeks. Have you ever wondered what the heck we are all bothering with every day? What would happen if a person were to suddenly do something stupid? Not violent, don't take me that way, but just totally random and kinda stupid. Like walk up to another person on the street, ask them how they were doing, and then ask if they would be willing to give you a ride home? Most would probably take that person as either an idiot or a murder looking for the next victim. Why? Why can't people be united together for friendly chats at random intervals, with random people? Is it a lack of trust? Has the world grown so distant, and permitted us to link up with people further and further way, until we have reached the point where neighbors are irrelevent because there are other people we can talk to at will than the ones within walking distance? Then there is the whole bane of phones. This afternoon I was sitting down, relaxing, enjoying a brief moment of peace when the phone rang. I had no choice but to get up and answer that phone, because somehow the idea of not answering my phone would be socially unexcusable? It was not laziness that made me not want to answer it, I certainly am not lazy, but simply an unwillingness to be at the beck and call of a piece of metal and plastic and whatever the heck else makes up a phoneline. What would have been the point of responding? The world will not suddenly collapse because I didn't pick it up, but my mom would have been unable to talk to me.
Has anyone noticed yet how ironic it is that I'd bring something like this up on my blog?
I have to go now. TTFN, Ta Ta for Now!!=)))))))??


Roman Wolf