tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4269925294673930988.post7839557244131140234..comments2023-11-22T09:17:05.368-08:00Comments on TAD's Back-Up Plan: PosthumousTADhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13853931230081777310noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4269925294673930988.post-45115135171841027222010-02-28T15:14:57.533-08:002010-02-28T15:14:57.533-08:00R: Thank U 4 commenting. This post started out as ...R: Thank U 4 commenting. This post started out as total fiction, just some observations on stuff I've Cn, pushed a little bit farther -- but more of me slipped-in than I really planned.<br />I don't own an iPod, I don't hava Bluetooth phone. I have the world's smallest & cheapest laptop, & the only reason I hava cellphone -- also the world's cheapest -- is Bcos my roommate bot it 4 me in case he ever hadta get hold of me 2 bail him outta jail! I thot I was the last guy in the world 2 get a cellphone....<br />I'm really a pretty low-tech, simple guy. Tho I'm amazed how much I've come 2 Dpend on this computer -- if I couldn't babble here I don't know how I'd get thru the days -- I think it's the only piece of current technology that I'm hooked on, mainly Bcos of this blog & other sites like yrs that I visit almost daily. I hardly ever even turn my cellphone on....<br />Some people's "avoidance" thing makes me crazy. At work, on my bad days, I hate Bing ignored, interrupted, treated like a piece of equipment. (On my good days, NOTHING bothers me.) I wanna tell people I'M A PERSON DAMMIT -- & not get rushed or treated like shit. But almost everybody's in a hurry & lotsa people R rude -- & they think it's NORMAL. I know there R people who come in2 the store just 2 mess w/ me, they've told me so. & I usually oblige them.<br />I understand the need 2 escape. But I WANT 2 connect, I WANT 2 talk, I don't want 2 avoid. That's partly why I do this. I don't want 2 feel like I already died. I want 2 feel MORE ALIVE. I think everybody does.<br />I don't blame the technology -- I wouldn't B able 2 talk/connect like this w/o it. I blame the Totally Connected folks who use it as an avoidance mechanism, or as a way 2 keep the pace movin fast. MayB mosta them I wouldn't ever wanna know NEway. MayB I don't even like people all that much. Not in mass #'s NEhow.<br />But if ya gotta block-out the reality happening around U & the only place U can B yrself is at home Bhind yr own locked door, what's society 4? ... I wish things were happier, more positive, more supportive, more human. Things don't always havta B so dark & grim all the time....<br />This still sounds pretty grim. Sorry. Wouldn't my life B simpler if I retired & wrote novels 4 a living instead?<br />...The sun is out 2day (finally) & I hope Spring is here. & I'll B taking my 1st real vacation in 6 yrs in June. I'd like some time 2 chill-out & not think, escape 4 awhile.<br />Thanx 4 reading, & I'll try 2 B more positive now that I've got10 summa this crap out.... -- TAD.TADhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13853931230081777310noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4269925294673930988.post-51487088937281592592010-02-28T07:07:44.180-08:002010-02-28T07:07:44.180-08:00Interesting post. A detached tone for a post about...Interesting post. A detached tone for a post about detached people, it seems.<br /><br />I'm not sure whether you're talking about yourself or not in the early going. <br /><br />The piece flashes back and forth between things that sound like the conception of you I have taken from your writing <br /><br /> <b>"But usually I just use the laptop 2 regress in2 fantasy. Music, books, other people's writing & opinions -- something non-threatening"</b><br /><br />and things that don't <br /><br /> <b>"When that gets boring, I've got CDs or the iPod, the same 200 familiar songs over & over. It's very comforting. & now & then if something gets boring I drop it & add something else. No chance of the unXpected ever happening & catching me off-guard."</b><br /><br />I don't think of you as an iPod guy, and I definitely don't think of you as a same 200 songs kind of guy. . . .<br /><br />I work counter sales at a small industrial equipment house. We've got a lobby maybe twice the size of your bathroom. What bugs me beyond explanation is how the Eternally Connected will walk into our tiny office and our tiny lobby blithely jabbering away on their cellphone--and sometimes stand there in the lobby for ten minutes or more before they finally hang up.<br /><br />I'm expected to jump on the counter, so those are ten minutes where I'm in a kind of holding pattern. I have a customer but he doesn't want to talk to me. Can't walk away, can't get started, probably shouldn't pick up the phone if it rings. Christ. <br /><br />And of course everyone else in the room, the boss, the Sales Manager, the warehouse guy if he's not in the back, all are forced to listen to this guy's running colloquy with whomever.<br /><br />I'm like, put down the phone, and let's do some fucking business, already!<br /><br />Although I personally think that I have no need whatsoever for a cell phone, I understand that a field salesman or territory rep would find theirs indispensable. It's only when people use them to avoid dealing with me under circumstances which kind of require it that I take issue.<br /><br />Sometimes I think of a future in which that cellphone brain cancer paranoia has come true. People start dropping like flies, and because I never used a cell, I'm one of the few who survive, one of the few new Omega Men, wandering the deserted shopping malls and the deserted highways and the deserted supermarkets, alive only because of my cantankerous refusal to adopt the omnipresent technology. . . . .rastronomicalshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16475251545087211066noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4269925294673930988.post-46698507241726144062010-02-28T07:04:11.380-08:002010-02-28T07:04:11.380-08:00This comment has been removed by the author.rastronomicalshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16475251545087211066noreply@blogger.com