HER SAY… HIS SAY…
with Frances Whiting and Rory Gibson.
In the ’90s when I had a proper job, I remember being in a management meeting discussing whether we should all get mobile phones.
My reaction to this was one of horror. “We’ll never get a moment’s peace,” I protested, thinking that always being available would ruin the long boozy lunches... sorry, planning meetings... I enjoyed so much. You can see why I never lasted long in senior management.
Anyway, my fears materialised into fact. Bosses now expect to be able to get hold of you 24/7. At the other end of the scale, mobile phones also allow people to sidestep their commitments with a text.
Back in the dark ages, when you only had one fixed-line phone that your old man monitored with a diligence that would make the Stasi proud, if you agreed to see someone you showed up – because once you were out it was difficult to change the arrangements at short notice.
I have fond memories of those days; my favourite being the time my first love decided to cheat on me with some pimple head she’d taken a shine to. To break our date, she had to make her way out to Qld Uni, find my car among the hundreds parked in multiple car parks, and leave a note under my windscreen wiper.
Ah, good times!