Long, long ago in a galaxy far, far away from here I was an entry level employee working for a family business. Straight out of college I was as green as green could be and in many ways it showed.
It took a while before I gained enough sense to recognize that asking for help was not a sign of weakness but a very important tool that I could use to assist myself in learning how to do my job and how to more effectively integrate myself into the company.
Slowly but surely I figured it all out and thoughI made a lot of mistakes I earned my fair share of praise as well. But it wasn’t always easy.
One of the owners was a man in his early 70’s who was terrified of computers. The very idea of entering all of the company data into a machine that beeped, buzzed, and whistled made what little hair he had stand on end. And it was his fear of computers that kept the company from moving into the modern era.
Yet, I have to credit him with one piece of insight and that was his insistence that it would create a dependence upon them that he thought was unhealthy.
He was right.
A couple of wars and recessions later I have to say that his prediction of addiction and dependence was dead on. On the rare occasions in which I have computer trouble I feel lost and have to fumble around to work. Life without a cellphone feels a bit like swimming in the middle of the ocean without a boat.
Don’t you worry, I can function without these items and I do. But I admit to feeling ill at ease and disconcerted. It is moments like these when I think that I should find a way to cut the tether and release myself from this bondage to silicon chips.
That is why every so often I intentionally leave the phone at home and go hiking. Every now and then I need to get away from it all and just live disconnected.
It is refreshing and I something that I highly encourage. Try it and see what you think.