I was sure that that by then many people had tried looking for me though my cell phone number. This only made the situation more annoying.I had formed a habit of communicating with my family every day. During this particular weekend I had not communicated to any of my family members. I was sure that my mum had tried calling but could not find me. I knew that at the moment my mother must have been very worried. The thought of my mother getting worried about me even brought more worries for me. It was just fortunate that I was eventually able to communicate the incident to my parent by the end of Saturday. However, this did not make it better because we were still not able to communicate as frequently as we did before.My cell phone had for a long period played the role of a personal assistant. In the morning my phone would make sure that I wake up in good time. This is something that did not happen during this weekend. Starting two days later was equivalent to having the whole day spoilt because everything seemed behind schedule (Pope, 2010). My phone was my day planner. It had applications that would remind me of things that I had to do even when I had forgotten. During this weekend I could not help feeling like I was missing out on something. I occasionally felt like there is some forgotten thing that had to be done but had not been done yet. By the time I was getting a new phone on Monday I felt so relieved because I had an experience that I would not want to have. Giving up My Cell Phone for One Weekend.
Gray, S. (2003). Cavemen with cell phones. Duluth, MN: Shinyblack.
Pope, Senghor. (2010). The 7 Truths of Life: Your Life, Your Terms. Tate Pub & Enterprises Llc.
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