First, I’d like to give a big shout out to all you readers and commenters. Y’all sure do know how to make a girl feel encouraged. Your e-mails and comments after yesterday’s post put a spring in my step and a Cherry Diet Dr. Pepper from Sonic in my hand. Okay, so you didn’t put the tasty beverage in my hand, but I know you would have. That little thirst quencher with the perfected ice has become a recent must have. But, this is not my post at all. It’s so unlike my writing style to chase rabbits or talk about things that have no significance whatsoever.
You may or may not know that President Obama is a self-confessed Blackberry addict. I hardly meet a smartphone user who isn’t addicted to its massive communication abilities. I will just confess right now that I find it difficult to ignore the little “ding” my iPhone makes when I’ve got mail. Then, there is mobile Twitter, mobile Facebook, and other random applications that seem to capture my attention.
KT can say nothing. He tends to fall into a Blackberry coma most days.
Since President Obama is….well, like the President, there were some security concerns with his e-mails on his Blackberry being hacked into or a GPS being used to track his whereabouts. Because of the president’s reluctance to give up his Blackberry, the National Security Agency approved a $3,350 smartphone for his use, humorously called the “Barackberry.” I know. Kind of cute.
Apparently, President Bush and others before him were forced to give up using e-mail while in office. Humph. Things I didn’t know. And, for that very reason, I could never be president. Well, and because attending all of those inauguration balls would keep me up past my bedtime.
I do think that persistent mobile phone use when you are around friends is rude. I’m as guilty as they come. Which, apparently, means I’m rude.
What do you think? Do people like me – the mobile addicted sorts – bother you?
Do you have a smartphone or do you just {gasp} utilize your mobile to make calls?
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