courtesy comes easy to the goody two-shoes that exist in this world. It is a human emotion to which creatures of all genus types share. Only some things are different in that humans also undermine their own ability to utilize their common courtesies as they change things so frequently. As a species it appears difficult to adjust, so in a sense they will eventually change themselves into obsoletion.
Cell phones have been a useful tool in today's society. Now before you give up on me and my soapbox this evening this isn't a banter or bashing of the cell phone companies. I love mine, yes even us non human creatures have found great pleasure in hearing the voice of a loved one at any moment mutually chosen upon by the two. My grief comes in the hanging up part of the phone call. I love to tell the person I hold dear that I love them but I always feel awkward when hanging up as to who should hit the button first. I feel like it is a test of who loves whom more. I don't like to be the one to do it but always feel shitty when it's done to me. I hate that feeling.
They really make my day great for the hours or minutes I have used. I'm not complaining but there is no clearly defined rule of privilege as to whom should do it. And god forbid the rule of thumb for when you don't like the party on the other end. My brother hangs up quite abruptly when on the phone. I don't get how he can as I always seem to be riddled with a sense of loss or false malice that brings forth regret. I can see if it's a telemarketer or bill collector or even an ex calling that it would warrant the "hang up." Only some people will be asking a question and then, as your answering but not completely finished, you hear the tone. They hung up. Something in your explanation was enough and they were in a hurry and terminated the contact. It's like sudden unexpected death! Even still...
When you love someone and miss them and know the next time you hear from them is going to be a great distance of time that feels like eons away, and neither wants to let go...it's hard isn't it? Who does it and how do you say goodbye? I tell them goodnight and sweet dreams and they tell me it. If they say it first then I feel compelled to say something different so they don't think I was just slacking and didn't care enough to voice my own send off. But why in this day and age must we even fear or worry about that length of time? If I knew I would speak to them again tomorrow or whenever I wanted, it would free this invisible burden of unwarranted guilt I have for not ending the call correctly. It would eliminate the need for bull shit. I spent this evening talking to a loved one. He is adrift in the Gulf of Mexico and headed to a place traceable on a map that I have no clue to where it is. I won't be able to talk to him for almost four days and I hated saying goodbye. I even bet he did too and he could hear my discomfort which brings my loss to the surface. I try to keep a bright face on and do look forward to talking again...but it would ease me to know he's there tomorrow and to hear his voice booming with the laughter I have grown so fond of! But it is not the way the fates have planned our destiny. He will float the icy cold winter water thinking of me and I will immortalize our disdain for lack of cell phone coverage in his absence! He knows I miss him and he matters and the fates and gods among us know he matters to me as I do him. Now if one of those gods is a technology expert...can I at least put in an early holiday request for the year 2011?
I want worldwide cell phone coverage for all. The world is getting smaller and smaller everyday and we have the technology to do it. I should be able to take my phone to Fiji and call a friend on vacation in Japan while conferencing with my boss in Guatemala! He's so close to me-I can see the gulf from here and yet....~mobe's love to her all and her all to her loves
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