Yes, it’s true. There is one person left in the United States, and possibly the world, without his own cell phone.
That person would be my dad.
It’s not that he’s techno-phobic. Quite the contrary actually. The man owns an iPad, iTouch, iMac, MacBook Pro, and is a regular user of all forms of technology. He simply does not see the need to have a cell phone.
He rarely travels by car now, so it’s not like he’d be worried about having a flat tire and in need of calling for help.
He is retired, so he’s generally easy to reach at home. If he’s out, I leave a message and he calls me back. I know that sounds so 1980’s, but hey, it works.
I can almost understand his resistance to purchase a phone, and have even chuckled alongside him as he observes others around him who are cell-phone obsessed.
One time, my dad told me he was riding in an elevator and a woman was talking on her phone, but looking straight at my dad while she was chatting. At the end of her call, she said, “I love you” to the person at the other end of the line. Since she was looking at my dad at the time she professed her love, he shrugged and said back to her, “I love you too!?”
In yet another elevator “incident,” this time I was with my dad. We were in the hospital where he used to work and we entered an elevator crowded with hospital visitors as well as a few physicians and other hospital personnel. Every single person in the elevator was looking down at their phone, checking messages, sending texts, and otherwise distracted. I watched my dad observing everyone on their phones and when we exited he said to me, “I think I’m going to be the last person left who still looks up and at people.”
I think he could be right.
Except now that he lives on his own, I am insisting he has his own phone. For his 80th birthday, we gave him a gift card to purchase an iPhone. He claims he is waiting for the iPhone 5S to come out, and I know he will eventually cave and buy the phone.
I highly doubt he’ll become one of the phone-focused people who are always looking down. In fact, I bet the iPhone will rarely leave his pocket.
Even so, I’ll rest assured I can reach him at any time (assuming he turns the phone on).
And, I’ll also be proud knowing he was the last man still looking up.