Story About Texting

Story About Texting

  • Submitted By: ousoon20890
  • Date Submitted: 12/17/2008 8:43 AM
  • Category: English
  • Words: 855
  • Page: 4
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My Essay about Cell Phone Usage
Texting is what most people do in today’s world, if we didn’t have texting many people wouldn’t know what to do. Technology is bringing many families together in new ways rather than driving them apart. Family members rely on cell phone calls, text messages, and emails to stay in touch several times a day, and watch you tube videos together on their phones. However, sometimes phones aren’t all they’re cracked up to be…
Cell phones are so important to many peoples life. It is a constant amazement to me how many people have cell phones. There are people you wouldn't have ever thought had a need for one. However, I have watched the trend is not determined by age, gender, or marital status. No matter where I go, there seems to be cell phones ringing. Every time one rings, I naturally look to see whose it is. Some of the ring tones are so hip and loud, one would expect a teenager to be on the receiving end. But it is just as likely to be a grandmother or grandfather, a mother, a coworker, or even a friend just seeing what’s up. Everyone thinks that they should have their cell phone on there side at all times. My cell phone can become a source of irritation. No matter where I go, someone can keep tabs on me. I have never particularly liked to talk on the phone, I would rather text, but now I carry one around awaiting a call. Why? I ask myself, since the calls I receive are usually not important. I guess I've fallen right into the cell phone trap.
Then there are the choices: listen to a message, view who called or call them back. I find myself standing and staring at the phone in my hand, considering the options as it rings again. Then the choosing of who comes first the one calling now or the one before? When I finally get hold of someone, they often ask, "Whatcha doing?" Like I said, it usually isn't even important.
Sometimes, I turn it off and then I get, "Oh, you had your phone cut off."
"How did you know?" I ask.
"Because...

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