My Two Cents: The wonders of the cordless phone

After years of prodding by family and friends – and because my brother and his wife got me one for Christmas – I now have a cordless telephone.

It’s not that I have anything against cordless phones, it’s just that I never felt the need to rush out and buy one when my “old-fashioned” phone with its cord that plugs into the wall was working just fine, thank you very much.

Mind you, I’m not technophobic, in that I’m not fearful of new technology, like, say, the Amish. (Do you know how long it would take me to get to work via a horse and buggy?)

I will confess that sometimes I do feel like taking a sledgehammer – which I think the Amish would approve of – to my computer when it won’t do what I want it to.

Anyway, what I’m trying to say is that I’m not a slave to new technology, in that I don’t absolutely have to have the latest gadget or doohickey.

While I may now be the proud owner of a cordless phone, I am still one of an estimated two dozen people on the North American continent who does not own a cell phone, and I’m okay with that. I like it that sometimes people can’t get in touch with me, although I will concede cell phones do come in handy during emergency situations.

Having said that, I’m not anxious to purchase a cell phone, because I have a somewhat negative impression of them, in that I’m sick of seeing people with cell phones practically glued to their ears, yacking 24 hours a day. I mean is it really necessary to carry on a phone conversation while dining at a restaurant, shopping, driving, sleeping, etc.?

I will, however, admit, that I do enjoy the freedom of movement my new cordless phone allows me. With a receiver that is not tethered to the wall, I have now experienced the heady rush that is carrying on a phone conversation while strolling about my apartment to pursue a variety of activities, such as meal preparation, washing dishes, lounging on the couch or in bed and using the bathroom.

Okay, I’m kidding about that last one. I think we – including the Amish – can all agree that it would be rude to use the bathroom and your cordless phone at the same time, although I’m sure there are some people out there who do just that.

“My Two Cents” is a weekly column where the author – who is doing just fine with his VCR, but wouldn’t stand in the way of his brother and sister-in-law buying him a DVD player for his birthday – gets in his two cents worth, in spite of the old saying that you only get a penny for your thoughts.