incommunicado
I am, quite possibly, the most “reachable” person I know. I have two cell phones – my personal phone, and one issued by the ambulance corps. I have a pager, also from the ambulance corps. Both phones have e-mail addresses, in case you’re feeling anti-social.
Of course, none of this does me any good when I leave all of this gadgetry at home. I realized it about five minutes into my fifteen-minute commute – and I had a little mini-seizure in the car. What would I do, forcibly disconnected and not 100%-accessible at all times, for an entire eight-hour workday?!
The answer? Cry ‘freedom!’ and enjoy every blissful ring-free minute of it.
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