Absolutely Infuriated

I am becoming increasingly frustrated with how our world runs.

Let me explain, when I say the word “world” I mean the exchange of conversation and products from one person to the next. I cannot rely on the internet, and for sure cannot rely on Canada’s parcel service! At this point I am so frustrated, I’m near tears!

First off, how many times has one person said to another, “Hey did you get my e-mail?” and then getting the response, “uh…no”? I bet it’s happened to you, possibly multiple times. When someone sends me an e-mail there shouldn’t be anything in cyberspace interfering with its destination, and yet there must be something there, for me not to have received my e-mail! As I’m writing this blog I am restraining myself from using caps lock. That is how infuriated I am. When my husband tells me, “Hey check your e-mail”, a fluttery feeling enters my stomach and I begin to blush, because I know that it’s going to be lovey-dovey. Immediately after him telling me such information, I rush to my computer, sign in to hotmail, only to see two e-mails from Viagra, thanks hotmail junk filter, thank you. You can understand my frustration then, knowing that I did not receive his e-mail which he sent sometime in the morning, and it now being the afternoon. I cannot rely on e-mail.

I also cannot rely on the parcel service. You would think that because it’s old fashioned that it would work well, but because deep down I’m a nice person, I’m going to let you in on a little secret…it’s as useless as a cat with no legs. About three years ago, my husband and I were on our honeymoon in the U.S.A. And we just so happened to get pulled over by a cop, after passing through a town smaller than Wheatley, and if you know Wheatley at all, you’ll know not to blink, or you’ll miss it. Anyways, here we are pulled over, we both desperately need to pee, and the cop is taking his sweet old time, and by that I mean, a good hour.   

He gave us a ticket, and informed us that when we get back to Canada we need to plead guilty on this letter and then they (whoever that was) would send us a bill of about $40. I could handle that, it seemed easy, inconvenient, but easy. When we got back home, I filled it out, checked the ‘guilty’ box and mailed it in. I bet you know what happened next. Surprise surprise, they never got our letter. They then assumed that we pledged not guilty, and sent us a bill of $100 due immediately or we wouldn’t be allowed back to the U.S. of A. I was furious, and still am.

I now have another experience under my belt which involves an internet modem being sent to us for no good reason, me sending it back to sender, and lo and behold, them never receiving it. So I get to pay for this non-existent modem, and its shipping, because the company never got it back from me.

I’d like to say send me back to the olden days where messages were delivered by horses, but Romeo and Juliet can attest to that message system not working properly either. Hence my first statement, “I am becoming increasingly frustrated with how our world runs”.

eheroin

As I was sitting in class yesterday my professor mentioned something about an addiction called eheroin. Has anybody heard anything about it before? Apparently it’s an addiction to the internet, referring to the internet as heroin. If you’ve read some of my earlier posts, you’ll know that I had to endure through a few long days without the internet, but I really don’t think I am so addicted as to label my addiction as eheroin. Eheroinists’ (not sure if that’s a word) have trouble telling the difference from reality and virtual reality. It seems crazy, but I can honestly understand how an addiction to the internet could get that far out of control, but what I cannot understand is how our society came to that! We now have cyber drugs! It’s just unreal! To get off eheroin apparently people are given anti-depressants. So they’re solving one drug addiction with another drug…seems like it would work…. (sarcasm).

I sometimes visit this blog called Post Secret. People write their secrets on bought or homemade postcards and then send them in to be displayed in Post Secret books, or on the blog. It’s not a horrible website, but sometimes there are some fairly, (and by fairly, I mean ‘really’) inappropriate pictures, so beware. Anyways, I was on this site awhile ago, and somebody had written on a postcard, “I want to throw my dad’s laptop out the window, it’s destroying our family.” I wonder if the internet has much to do with his dad’s problems.

After reading that Post Secret postcard I couldn’t help but wonder how my husband feels when I’m always on the laptop. I’m not always on the internet, I’m in the process of writing a novel, and I do my homework on the laptop, but that doesn’t change the fact that I’m always on the laptop. It’s a sad fact of reality now, that people are getting so addicted to their computers and internet that a new word has been made for them, ‘eheroin’.  And with all this new technology coming out that requires the use of the internet, such as the ipod touch, I just know that our future will consist of Wi-Fi everywhere. We’ll never be able to escape the internet, and eheroin will become a part of Webster’s Dictionary.