Growing up, I though I was the only one who despised the telephone and detested the though of what troubling stranger could possibly be on the other end of that intrusive ringing. When I was a young teenager, we actually used to have to hold a conversation with a parent or sibling of our friend before we could speak with them on the phone, which at the time, was the only method faster than sending a letter. Even though that bygone time was only a decade ago, the technology of communication has advanced at such a rapid pace as to make it sound as if I came of age while corsets were going out of style. This technological supernova expansion rate proved I was not alone. Continue reading