Dear reader,
the other day I went shopping and stopped shortly
when I saw that a woman was deeply absorbed with her smartphone and
walking right towards me, apparently without seeing me. I said
nothing and just stood there. Only when she almost collided with me,
did she look up shocked, said sorry and walked past me.
Several years ago one of my aunts (actually great
aunt) was visiting us. Nothing against my aunt, I like her. But she
was regularly phoning someone on her mobile and writing SMS to others
or was on the internet writing emails to others. That went so far
that my mother, who otherwise was really patient with others, once
told her to put away the phone, please. Said a sixty-something to her
80-years old aunt! That was quite something!
I once heard of a group of Asian people, who
reportedly went in a museum with a video camera recording everything.
I assume it was to have a look at the art „in peace“ at home or
in a hotel later? But who knows if that story is actually true...
Hopefully not! Maybe it was just a photo camera. I'm not sure if
museums would allow video cameras for security reasons.
On the train there are a lot of people busy with
their smartphones. When somebody was sitting next to me, I was
looking at what the person was doing. Some chatted, many were
playing. Mostly something like Tetris where bricks where coming down
and had to be put in certain order at the bottom or some balls were
coming from above and had to be shot with a sort of „gun“. So all
in all games, which are solely there to kill time. Nothing against
those sort of games or people, who play them...
The other day I came across an article online. A 14-years old girl was injured after she had crossed a street starring at her smartphone, busy installing updates, when she didn't see a car coming. It was only said that the girl had been injured, not how much. Luckily the girl was only injured and at least the car driver had paid attention.
The doctor and psychiatrist Heinrich Hoffman
published a collection of stories in 1845 under the title
„Struwelpeter“, one of them is “The Story of Johnny
Head-in-Air” (German: “Hans Guck-in-die-Luft), a boy, who's so
busy looking up in the air in stead of anywhere else, that he first
runs over a dog and then, to the entertainment of the fish, he falls
into the river, including his writing-book, which is then lost. Maybe
the story is exaggerated and fictional, but on principle, it doesn't
seem that unrealistic at all.
My mother sent me a picture once, which she had
received from somebody else. The question underneath it read
something like, “What is he doing there?”
(source: http://i.imgur.com/oHuAH.jpg)
Until next blog,
sarah
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