Last night we had a discussion. Sam, Jeff, Bryson and I. Sam left shortly after it had begun. Jeff started pulling at his shirt as if the room was getting warm.
“Jan, haven’t you noticed where my cell phone is right now?” Bryson asked.
I looked at his hand, half expecting it to be clutched safely where it could securely be retrieved at the moment it was needed. It wasn’t there.
“Haven’t you noticed I’ve been putting my phone down when you come into the room and want to talk to me,” He implored.
“What is the hangup with me,” I wondered. Ever since attending conferences on technology use and abuse and reading the ever increasing articles about our 24 /7 connection to the world around us I’ve become aware and a bit sensitive…maybe even hyper sensitive about the virtual world takeover and I’m not sure I like it.
Let me interject this EXCELLENT ARTICLE if you are or aren’t sure that media is never nuetral.
What can cause consternation is the time it claims on an already full day (maybe you’re wondering right now how you’d rate the time I’ve required from you in reading this article). And then there is the weather report, campaign shenanigans, news, emails, tasks, and responsibilities interrupting my time or the time I think my husband ought to be directing to me when he is home from work. I’m even skeptical about that office (his cell phone) he brings into our room each night and puts on the night stand to charge. I’m not happy when it is the last thing to grace his eyes before he goes to sleep or when he awakens in the night. Sound like a jealous wife worried that technology is edging me out of a place of priority?
My husband is not the only one in our family to deal with balance. I’ve come in on my family gathered in the front room and wondered if I’d get better response if I just sent a text to each one instead of addressing them collectively with my voice.
And I, yes I, am not without fault.
I’ve had to catch myself at church (of all places) glancing at my app that lets me see the directory of the congregation and then try to learn names of my fellow congregants rather than focus on the speaker’s message.
We get to constantly make decisions about the good, better, best usage of our virtual multitasking and the value we place on where we are and the people we are with.
I’ve decided I’m a much more observant victim than self aware director.