Technology doesn’t have to be complex to fail badly. A few years ago in Israel, I was dating a guy we’ll call David. One night, he asked me to come to his house in a town five miles away.
He gave me walking directions, and I set out in the dark, alone, alone along dusty paths and through empty fields. When I reached town, I called him to ask which house he lived in — and the phone went dead.
I was now in a strange town in a strange country in the dark by myself. Plus it was the Jewish Sabbath, so I couldn’t knock on someone’s door to use the phone. I wandered around hoping for a miracle, but got so turned around that I couldn’t even find my way back to the kibbutz. Then, I saw a bike path.
David had mentioned owning a bike. Maybe he lived along the path?
I walked along the path for hours until — by some incredible stroke of luck — I saw his silhouette in the window of an apartment building. I’m never relying on a phone again!
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