When it still worked, you failed to realize your dependency on it, but, once as it’d, malfunctioned, you found yourself, lost without its, convenience…translated…
Eleven days before the levels of alert dropped to two, that Thursday evening, having been diagnosed with the addiction of Tetris, I’d finally, overcome the addiction, as I was about to, turn on the app of my electronic reader, my cell phone screen blacked out all of a sudden.
Malfunctioning? How’s the vital signs? The body’s still, a bit, warmed up.
I’d, restarted my cell phone by force, pressed the primary key and the power button, continued for a few seconds, letting go, unresponsive still. Lack of battery power then? Plugged in the charging cords, unresponsible. Switching to another cord, another charger, still, nothing.
I had, continued, forcing my cell phone to, restart, for a continued, more than, twenty-minutes on end, I started sweating hard, lifted my head up, it was, as if, I saw the masked doctor, Ying, blinked at me with those, dimmed out, but still agile eyes, telling me, “Dong-Ju, give it up already.”
I’m not Dong-Ju, I’m not doing, CPR, just waiting, for the first episode of the second season of that soap, reviewing over another soap. And yet, the cell phone was like that patient who’s, already, dead in the soaps, stopped beating in the heart, if it had, a heart.
“Oh, cell! What’s happened to you!”, I’d spoken that Korean, not knowing if it’s, correct or not. Started wailing loud, like the families of those patients who had, died.
On the following day, working from home, thankfully, the wi-fi at my home was working, I’d, connected with that sense of, normalcy with the rest of the known world. For lunch, I’d made the Korean style ramen noodles, pulled open my storage cabinets, two packs of it left. Opened up the fridge, two more bundles of baby Pak Choi, just my serving amount, three eggs, that’ll, last me until tomorrow at breakfast then. In the freezer, the sides I’d used, the fish dumplings, the shrimp dumplings, not that many left. Time to, order in then…………
Oh yeah, my cell phone broke, I can’t, call the orders.
Of course, I could, walk down the staircases five stairs, then, down that sharp slope of four hundred meters, to get some groceries from under the hills, then, carry all of that, weighing in at about three to five kilograms, climb up that steep slope for about four hundred meters, then, hike up five floors of staircases home.
Because, my scooter also, broke.
“Oh my scooter, what shall I do, without, you?”
Eight days after the alerts got elevated to stage three, Monday morn, we were going to work in shifts, it was my turn to go in for work, I’d, twisted the key in my scooter then, pressed the start button, squeezed tight my brakes, and I heard my scooter, started, moaning and groaning, making that sound that sounded like it was, dying. Couldn’t get it to start the engine, no matter how hard I’d, tried, seeing how I’d continued to try to turn the engines on for almost ten minutes then, if I don’t go, I will be late, so I’d, run down that four-hundred meters worth of downhill slopes, to catch, the MRT.
Gotten too far away from the subject here, back on my broken cellphone.
What’s, in it? Games, electronic books, emails, video streams, the communication records of my group…………none of that mattered. I’d become, totally, reliant on my cell in shopping for daily needs, food too. It’s safe to say, that I’d been, spoiled by it. Until I recalled how my banking app, and my trading accounts are also, on there, that came, as, a biggest, sort of, shock! These days, any and everything is, stored on the cell phones, when did that start to happen?
To tell the truth, there’s, nothing wrong with modern day man’s reliance on the cell phones, I just hope, that it doesn’t, break again, in the past two years, enough had already, broken down, the entire world.
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And so, it wasn’t until your cell phone broke, did you realize, how much you’d, relied on it, and, as you’d realized this, you wanted to, get off depending on it completely, but you can’t, because our lives are, tied in with, these high-tech devices that we’re all using, for work, for entertainment, and everything else, and, these high-tech devices, made us, into, their, dependents, and we can’t, get off using it.