I had the dubious privilege of being relieved of my cell phone last month. And while I’m not too stressed about the phone itself (although it was a fancy piece of electronics!), I’ll always regret the loss of the numbers, photos and sms’s that I have not downloaded to my
What irks me the most, however, is the principle of the matter. The phone was mine!!! It’s not as if I got it for free, myself! And the thief definitely did not take into account the amount of frustration he (assuming he’s male!) caused by almost costing me a dinner date! (Thanks for logging in to MSN, Doc!)
Anyway, I have a lot to be thankful for. This loss was exactly what I needed to sort out my communication system, and for a few R’s more, I now have a brand new notebook
It is interesting to note, however, that more and more South Africans are becoming victims of crime (both petty and serious) and that we’re all – regardless of race or creed – becoming increasingly gatvol of the circumstances in which we find ourselves. So much so that the security industry is experiencing a boom! Everyone wants the latest TOTR security system with cameras and infra-red and gadgets and whatsits and bells and whistles up to the roof! And we spend our days worrying about our loved ones and our possessions and live in fear and in isolation while the criminal element rules the streets.
I wonder if I could challenge all of us to think of some way to turn this tide back to the cesspool from which it sprung. Would be interesting to see what cruel and unusual solutions we come up with.