“I’m trying to call your mother and I can’t get a dial tone on this damn thing,” Hal said. “Nothing, not a goddam thing. Now I gotta go and pay a visit to the phone company and get them to fix this worthless piece of shit wireless telephone.”
“Dad, that’s not the telephone,” Jimmy said. “That’s the TV remote control.”
Written for today’s Three Things Challenge from Di at Pensitivity101. The three things are nothing, tone, and visit.
“Her wallet, her phone, her glasses,” Anna said. “She would never leave her apartment without those things. I’m calling 9-1-1.”
“Wait,” Dean said. “Perhaps something came up suddenly and she left in a hurry. We should give her some time. She’ll probably show up.”
“Where’s her cat?” Anna asked.
“Maybe the cat got out and she ran chasing after it. That would explained why she left all of her stuff behind,” Dean said.
Anna heard a sound coming from the bathroom, opened the door and an angry cat came running out. “Any other theories,” she asked Dean. “I’m calling the police.”
Dean grabbed Anna’s arm. “No you’re not,” he said.
“Let go of me,” Anna screamed. “Don’t tell me what I can and can’t do. She’s your girlfriend, Dean. Aren’t you concerned?”
“Of course I’m worried,” Dean said, “but I’m the boyfriend and I was the last to see her alive. That makes me the prime suspect.”
“The last to see her alive?” Anna said, a look of horror on her face. “Dean, what did you do?”
Written for this week’s Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioner from Roger Shipp. Photo credit: freephotos.cc
She was sitting inside, staring off into space, lost in thought.
I stood outside looking in at her. She seemed not to notice me.
I used my phone to take a picture of her.
I knocked on the glass, held up my phone, and showed her the screen.
She smiled and waved at me to come inside.
Written for the Twittering Tales prompt from Kat Myrman. Photo credit: Juan Pablo at Pexels.com.
“Randy,” his mother said, “turn the phone on its side. If you take the picture in landscape mode, you can fit more into the frame.”
“Ma, this is my phone and I want to take the picture my way,” Randy said. “I know that you’re a professional photographer, but I just want to take a snapshot that I can post on Instagram, not to create a work of art.”
“But don’t you want to impress your friends back home with all the photocomposition skills that I taught you?” Randy’s mother asked.
“Ma, don’t you know my friends by now?”
Written for Bikurgurl’s 100 Word Wednesday prompt. Photo credit: Sebastien Gabriel.
Earlier today I wrote a somewhat tongue-in-cheek post about how personal technology, particularly the now ubiquitous cellphone, has evolved over the last quarter of a century.
In a comment I received from Teresa at The Haunted Wordsmith, she wrote about her smartphones, “We rarely ever use them as phones.”
That got me thinking that I, too, rarely use my iPhone as a phone (i.e., making and receiving phone calls). So if I don’t use it as a phone, what do I use it for? Well, here’s my list, in no particular order:
- for texting
- for WordPress
- for instant messaging
- for Google
- to surf the net
- for games
- to get sports scores
- to get the latest news
- to get the current temperature and weather forecast
- as a camera
- as a photo editor
- as a GPS device
- to track my daily steps
- as a notepad
- as a reminder
- as a dictionary/thesaurus/encyclopedia
- as a calendar and appointment book
- as an e-reader
- to play music
- to watch videos
- for streaming
- as a timer/stop watch/alarm clock
- as a stock ticker
- as a place to make online purchases
- as a mobile banking device
But as a phone, not so much.
So what about you? Do you have a smartphone? How do you use it?