Cassi
Creek: “The time has come, the Walrus
said to talk of many things.”
Gloria and I
have really never found the need to text message anyone. My first and last texts were read and
responded to in Vancouver BC four years ago.
Part of the reason we avoid such messages is the very real
topographical limitation we face when trying to use cellular phones. Another is the expense. Since we don’t send or receive text messages,
we have no desire to pay for such service.
We don’t have a problem using phones for voice communication. We don’t send photos back and forth to groups
of people. We don’t feel the need to be
in constant touch with peer groups or other numbers of people. So many of the applications that are
considered essential by younger people, and some our age and older, hold no
fascination for us.
The
electricians showed up yesterday to install the pool heater. The circuits all test out as functional. However, the gas valve appears to be faulty. I fielded a phone call this morning asking
for serial and part numbers. These were
supposed to be on the exterior. I went
out in the rain, found no exterior label, and took the front cover off to
discover some info plates. I
photographed them, using my cell phone, then had to ask for help from an office
worker at the electricians office. I
haven’t heard that they arrived. I haven’t
heard that they haven’t arrived.
I guess it is
time to figure out how to send photos on my android system. I don’t see that it will be a frequent occurrence. It may be easier using Google+. But, again, I don’t use Google+ as a device
to maintain the constant cellular communal existence that now seems to be the
preferred way of life.
More
misadventures are sure to follow.
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