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Back in the day, I used to have a pager. I think of this clear blue device with fondness now, a fondness that I didn't ever expect to feel. That little bit of noisy plastic was a lifeline and freedom all wrapped into one. I convinced my folks it was a good idea by explaining that it was a way for them to always find me, a way they could get in touch if they needed me. But really it was a way for my friends to call me in the middle of the night to tell me awesome things. We communicated in numbers and codes, all having identities in digits so we could call from pay phones or boyfriends houses and still be in touch. It meant that those of us without phone lines of our own (me) could call those who had separate lines at any time to talk about anything or nothing. The number of calls that started at midnight or 2AM was nonsensical.

These days I have a computer, a smart phone, and iPad and a work phone that I still call a pager. I have no data plans for my smart devices because I can't stand the idea of being tethered to a device that's always reachable, always on. It seems that the novelty has worn off. Maybe it's because the current set of 2AM calls isn't about boys or gossip or parties any more.

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I went through a couple of months where I would hear phantom ringing. OMG that was a nightmare. I'm glad that hasn't happened for a while, cause I may not be as old as you (hee!) but I'm also too old to have to stay up all night working.

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