I was without my iPhone for 24 hours and felt withdrawals.
I can’t believe how addicted we are to the mobile phone. There was once a time when there were no mobile phones. Today, there are very few payphones. So, without an iPhone or Android for 24 hours, you feel lost!
I had a meeting in Queens by the Queens Center. I had my phone with me. When the meeting was finished, I went to my car, which was about a 10-minute walk. I paid for the parking pass and then tried to find my car. When I located the car, I sat down, turned on the ignition, and realized I didn’t have my phone.
“Now what?” I asked out loud to myself. “I gotta go back!”
So, I locked up the car. Went down a spiral ramp and walked back to my appointment. Mind you, the weather was only 90 degrees and humid. At that point, my hair had crimped up into a ball of curl, sweat was on my forehead as I walked down the street 10 minutes away to my appointment.
“Hi, did you find my cell phone?” I asked the receptionist.
“No,” she said and shook her head. She paged my appointment. He came out and said he didn’t see it either.
I walked back to the car in the 90-degree temperature. My heart was racing. What will I do if I can’t find it?
I retraced my steps but the phone was nowhere to be found. Was I pickpocketed? Did I leave it on top of the pay machine? If I did, someone walked away with it. Now what?
I tried not to panic. I had my computer with me but didn’t have the Internet to check on “find my phone.” I had an appointment on Long Island at 12:30. It was only 11:30 but it was time to leave.
Driving was a challenge since I depend on the phone to get me to my next appointment. I couldn’t call a friend. I couldn’t even look at my news feed. I was on silent.
To make matters worse, there was bumper to bumper traffic from Queens to Garden City, where I was meeting my friend.
The traffic was going like a snail’s pace and one hour came and went. It was now 12:30 pm and I couldn’t call my associate. I couldn’t call anyone. I figured I had 15 minutes before the person would get nervous or start calling me.
12:45 came and went. The traffic started to lighten up a little. I was close. I ended up getting to Garden City at 1 pm, a half-hour late. (Now, if you know me, you know, I HATE being late!) I had so much anxiety by the time I met my business friend.
I went directly to ATT after my appointment and put a stop on my phone and a claim in for a new phone. Now, I have to wait.
It’s been 24 hours since I lost my phone. I realized that I can’t listen to music. I can’t post on Instagram. I can’t look at my social feeds unless I’m near a computer. I can’t listen to my headphones or my helmet while working out. I’m lost.
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