Salsa, Merengue, Samba!
So it's one thirty in the a.m. and I'm very, very sleepy. Only I can't fall asleep because the people in the house diagonally from me are having a party. It is a huge fiesta of a party. The living room, which is in the front of the house, is full of salsa-dancing couples. The windows are all open in the house, (however, not in mine) and I can hear singing and shouting and laughing. And the band? Well, the band is on the roof. I guess that's why the windows are open.
I've been toying with calling the non-emergency police number for about an hour. But somehow I'd feel like a jerk. The people across the way have one huge party like this every year. Other than that, I don't know if I've ever even seen them.
So I'm awake and reading that ever-riveting Communications World: The Magazine for Communications Management. I found some pretty fun stuff about creative uses of SMS in the "Tech Talk" column. For example, did you know that you can send a text message via your cell phone to 46645 and query Google? You can also order headlines from Reuters and other news agencies.
I am immediately fascinated by the five-digit telephone number. How did we get back to five from ten? Back in the day when the land-line telephone was new, telephone numbers were short like this, with the first two or three digits being letters that specified local areas. Now, somehow, these shorter numbers are national - registered to one entity or another to perform a function.
Also, not being a complete gear head, I have no idea how any of this works or if anyone is doing these things yet- but think of the possible applications:
- Send an SMS to your favorite restaurant on the way home and order dinner
- Send a text to your bank and have them transfer funds
- Combine this technology with GPS and query the arrival of the next bus
- Refill a prescription
- Order a taxi
- Call the non-emergency police number and report a really awesome but unfortunately loud Mexican combo
Until very recently, I've thought of this thing as a personal annoyance that I carry around to placate others. I totally get it now though: I am converted. There is so much communicating to get done, and very little of it involves speaking to actual people. It is all about interfacing on the run.
What fun/useful/gravity-defying things are you all doing with your cell phones out there?
Labels: Begging for Comments, Tech-y
3 Comments:
I'm a luddite. I use it to make calls and check the time. I don't think I can be bothered with the text message thing -- too complicated, and they charge me extra.
in europe texting is always free and even older folks like me quickly pick up the technology. For example, I don't call my friends before say 12pm on the weekends, I will text, just in case they are sleeping still. Usually I get a call right back.
I basically use the phone as a calendar in addition to phoning though. not too exotic.
I have a friend who uses her phone to take photos of hand-written messages and sends them to her husband instead of texting. I admit to being an occasional texter. My weird work hours make it difficult to communicate with people with normal lives, like my family.
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