Watch this video.
First, I think I’m having this weird dream that someone is standing at my bedroom door. So, I wake up and reach for my phone, like I normally do, to check the time. Phone isn’t there. I search the floor, thinking maybe I knocked it down in my sleep. Nope. Not in between my pillows or blankets, as I have been known to text in my sleep. Nothing.
Then, my mind starts going crazy, think stuff like “did I ever even have a phone?”, and “is this even real?”.
And just as I’m about to cross over from socially acceptable level of crazy to completely out of it, my father walks in, expecting me to still be asleep, realizes I’m not, suddenly becomes uncoordinated, hits his foot on the ajar door and studders “Oh… I uh… have your phone here…”.
Why bother going to college, man? Today has already been one huge psychology lab. Topic: Confrontation, and the emotions it causes. My conclusion: Fear. A fear we set aside when we hide behind anonymity, but that leaps into action when confronted. Unfortunately, people’s first instinct seems to be to act stupid. Unfortunately, acting stupid makes you look… well, stupid.
I’ll admit, I’m no longer just talking about the cell phone thing, but I don’t want to get into all that.
