With all the texting and IM-ing and photo-sharing and status updating that we do, I think we have forgotten the art of communicating offline. I can almost see people calling dibs on the corners of a room and sticking to them for as long as they have to endure the torture of forced socialization at a dinner party. The only comforting element that will keep them from having a panic- attack is the reassuring Wi-Fi/ Battery-full sign at the top of their mobile phone screens.
I am one of those people- guilty as charged.
Instead of asking for directions, I would open Google Maps. Instead of asking my colleagues about the best pizza place, I’d ask online, anonymously on a food website. I would rather play Just Dance on Kinect than go to the gym and work out. My family has often called Google my best friend.
The funniest thing is that I’m not even socially awkward. The only thing I have in common with stereotypical nerds is that I wear glasses (sometimes). Technology brings out the worst in us not-so-extroverted kinds, socially. Put me in an unknown (read: awkward) social situation and I could convince you that I’m dating my phone.
Once upon a time, in a not-so-distant past, I would go days without involuntarily picking up my phone (until it rang, of course) to see if there was a message that I accidentally missed.
Don’t judge me, I moved to a sleepy new city, away from all my friends. What’s your excuse?
So, dear World, I’ll bring mine and you do yours, and let’s give each other company- one like at a time.
P.s. To the 50(!) people who are following this inconsistent blogger- THANK YOU!