I arrived at the Burbank Airport and was told "go to the phone and dial extension 30, someone will answer". I announced my arrival at the baggage claim to the man on the other end and he said, "I have you here. I want you to turn around and cross the street, go to the stop marked 'shuttles', a white van numbered 121 will arrive and the driver's name is Brian". At this point I was feeling a little 007 or Mission Impossible like.... Following my instructions I was met about 15 minutes later by "Brian" and rode in a van for 50 minutes in near silence, the only conversation (possibly in code) asking me if the temperature was comfortable, finally arriving at my destination not knowing what was in store... I should also mention he was chewing his knuckle the whole ride so he obviously has a high stress job (like a secret agent or something).
Thank goodness for imaginations being able to wander without technology as evidenced here! I left MY PHONE AT HOME and couldn't believe how naked I felt without it! I can even remember when we got our first color TV as a kid and now I am lost without a phone. But, oh yeah, I have my iPad, I Skype called my daughter, texted my husband and downloaded an app so I now have my work phone on my iPad... Now I can call on reinforcements if I need them in the mission. My mission, should I choose to accept it, meetings in southern California all day with a fun "aloha lunch" thrown in.... this message will self-destruct (when my computer does).
Technology, a curse or a blessing?
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