Sifting Through The Layers
The last couple of weeks, I’ve carved out some time to start cleaning up (ha!) the piles of papers and folders around here. Part of it is the usual housekeeping. But part of it is the annual preparation for the upcoming tax season. I always try to do this, because after seven or so years, you theoretically do not need to keep certain documents. So I always use the post-Christmas downtime to start weeding out reams of paper that I no longer need to keep.
Well, in the process, I also decided to (slowly!) clear out little corners in my deskspace, and upon dumping out the contents of one drawer, I found something I didn’t expect to see: my old Wyndtell pager.
At that moment, I felt like an archaeologist, sifting through the layers of a lost civilization. A Wyndtell pager! A hard clamshell of a communication device, with a seemingly large keyboard! Black and white screen! I marveled at it, then showed my walking partner. She too was incredulous.
We gazed for a while at our find, pondering in our mind just how rapidly wireless communications have developed within the last few years, and savoring our own memories of the days when we proudly touted our very own pagers. Now, just like our hearing brethren, we too were captives to a mobile device!
“It’s a good thing I’m cleaning stuff out,” I remarked. “Just imagine if I’d kept this much longer.”
We nodded sagely in agreement. We were now faced with a choice: keep it hidden in a corner, and someday donate it to a museum, or do the wise, environmental thing, and cart it off to the local recycler.
Too bad there’s no deposit on a pager. I get a nickel or dime for each beverage container I bring back. This time, all I got was a nod of the head and grunt. Oh, well. Adieu, Wyndtell.
*grins*
That is what I need to do! I am so behind a lot of things around in the house! Too many stuff piled up every room! Can you come help me?
I have an old Wyndtell pager in my desk drawer… Where did you recycle it? I can’t just throw it away in the trash…
*Grin*
I recently found watchman for pager.. My daughter is sick.. I have to find old stuff that I could reuse watchman for calling me from downstair where her bedroom when I could not hear her calling me.
Thank Goodness! I saved it has been good conditions!
Deaf Pixie
Haha, Deb Ann– sorry! My desk is a pack rat’s dream– piles of paper everywhere. I need to sit down and go through it.
Jenny, I recycled it via the recycling centers they have down here in Los Angeles County. They are operated by the City of L.A. You may want to check in your area and see if they collect electronic/hazardous waste.
Deaf Pixie, yeah, sometimes it turns out to be a Good Idea to keep certain things. I once moved, and was about to throw out my rabbit ears for the TV, thinking I no longer needed them. Luckily a friend who was there realized I *would* need them after all, and stopped me at the last minute. Lucky me…