You Don't Know What You've Got Til It's Gone
Posted by Cellular Chloe on Fri, Nov 11, 2011 @ 11:06 AM
We've all heard this phrase a thousand times. I usually equate it with broken relationships, you know the scene. Your friend gets dumped by some jerk that she was perfectly wonderful to and you are not quite sure how to console her, so you say,"Well, he don't know what he had, til it's gone." That is somehow supposed to comfort her, I say this questioningly. It probably doesn't but I always feel so profound when I say it.
Well, in this case, as I'm sure you smarties have already determined, I'm not going to talk about relationships at all. I'm talking, of course, about cell phones. I spent a fantastic day in New York with friends and I whipped that thing out as often as we went through an intersection with a number in the street name!
It started before we even got on the dam train. I know, I live in a cell phone induced existence. As we headed for the train station we used Google Maps to navigate our way there. Once on the train, I answered several emails and read the news of the day, naturally I'm talking about the tech news from Pulse, my favorite news source for everything but I can curtail it to whatever topics I want on as many pages I want.
Throughout the day, I used it many more times, for example, we had a few pressing things we needed answered, like when did Ed McMahon die? Or where the "letters" came from in bra sizes?
What's an etrog and what are sunchokes? Continued by what exactly is a LomiLomi message? who were the contestants on Top Chef Season 8 and who besides Mario and Top Chef's Carla were on the Chew. After using the Google Maps' walking map to get to Dream Hotel Downtown we needed to know which pool is bigger Downtown Dream's or the Gansevoort in the meat packing district. Next there was no pool involved but from the 36th floor of the Mandarin Hotel, it was necessary to take it out for pictures of the eerily, foggy view since I was so busy making sure I had all the gadgets I needed, I forgot to put media (SD card) in my Point & shoot camera.
Lastly, I had to cancel a conference call, make a call to make sure someone was feeding my dog, field a problem tablet call, imagine I actually used it as a phone a couple of times. While we headed back toward home on a standing room only train, I was busy trackiing our location against our destination to know just how much longer my feet would have to endure balancing and holding up my very tired body. If I didn't have that phone yesterday, I wouldn't have know that the pool at the Dream Hotel was 5 feet longer than the one at the Gansevoort.