A couple of weeks ago, I drove the 50 miles to work and just as I came off the freeway, a few miles away from the office, I had a horrible realization. I rooted through my bag like a CRAZY person for about five minutes even though I knew the answer to the question I was so desperately hoping wasn’t true. My wallet was at home. To be more specific, it was on the kitchen island where I had told myself the night before, “I must remember to put that in my bag in the morning.”
Guess you didn’t remember, Genius.
To make matters worse I had 52 miles showing up on my “what’s left in your gas tank” meter and so I was going to be heading home on a wing, a prayer and some gas fumes. However, there was nothing I could do about it at 7:15 a.m. so I headed in, got some crappy coffee (because at least I came to this realization BEFORE I was in the Starbucks drive-thru) and started work.
By the way, I just want to defend the Starbucks decision for anyone following along with our debt-free journey. I don’t go every day. I go about once every two weeks (paydays mostly) because it is incredibly ludicrous to me that a coffee is now $5.65. It IS delicious though so paying about $10/month for something I like isn’t going to affect our debt paydown journey. At least, that’s how I justify it and this is coming from the chick who used to spend all available money on concert tickets and travel and clothes and now I don’t do any of that shit because, kids.
Anyway, back to the problem at hand. A co-worker offered me the $5 in cash he had when I mentioned how much of an idiot I had been that morning but I had a lightbulb moment, thanked him and said I think I may have it figured out. Welcome to the 21st century because I realized my phone was going to save the day. I opened my Apple Wallet, called AFH moments before he was about to conduct an interview for this very website, and he read me my debit card number. It took a whopping two minutes to add that card to Apple Pay and find a gas station that took it.
Most of you, if not all of you may be shaking your head right about now and going, “You’re SO old.” I’m 38 so calm the fuck down. BUT I am of the generation that can see on both sides of this technology, a world where everything was not at your fingertips, where kids played outside, selfies weren’t a thing and everyone didn’t need online likes to increase their self-esteem. I do love what phones can do and it so happened that this technology saved my ass that morning. Hours later when I pulled into the gas station, the bluetooth on my phone picked up the gas station, asked me what pump I was parked in front of and then authorized my card to be used.
Just remember, this technology wasn’t available a mere decade ago so at least have some childlike wonder about it for fuck’s sake.
I then drove the hour home in peace, listening to “Life Is Short”, Justin Long’s podcast (which is wonderful and makes me giggle incessantly) and having a pretty decent Friday, all because technology had made my life easier that day. I fight against technological change sometimes but I admit when it helps in everyday life. So, my thing for you Ghosties today, is to do something good with that technology. Reach out to a friend you haven’t in a while, donate to your favorite charity online or spend money on a Kickstarter campaign to get a pretty rad thing made. You never know if that thing will make the world a better place. – FemaleGG
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