Wednesday, October 8, 2008

Week Eleven: Panic


I have always had a special fondness for the red emergency phones (seen mostly in the movies)...and I have always loved Maxwell Smart and his shoe phone...so when I saw this phone in the library of a university campus, I was instantly smitten.

In fact, one of the things missing from my life is a RED emergency phone. Thus: Week Eleven: Panic. How many times have I panicked and wished the solution was as simple as picking up the red phone’s receiver to broadcast the emergency to all the appropriate people?

Yes. I have panicked while standing next to an insubordinate copy machine with a deadline looming over my head. Yes. I have panicked when I realized a portion of my assignment was damaged or missing...and not because the dog ate it...but because of the doggone copier. Yes, I have had copier ink explode and cover an area with a fine, ashy powder that made Mount St. Helens look like a joke. My relationship with copiers is mostly a hate-hate relationship.

And so we discover yet one more reason why I love the red emergency phone...any phone, actually, with such a profound love. Read on for a tribute to the great machine: the telephone...

Dictionary: telephone (te(l'e-fo-n') n. An instrument that converts voice and other sound signals into a form that can be transmitted to remote locations and that receives and reconverts waves into sound signals.

v., -phoned, -phon'ing, -phones. v.tr. 1. To speak with (a person) by telephone. 2. To initiate or make a telephone connection with; place a call to. 3. To transmit (a message, for example) by telephone. v.intr. To engage in communication by telephone. telephoner tel'e phon'er

n.
WORD HISTORY The noun telephone is one of a class of technological and scientific words made up of combining forms derived from classical languages, in this case tele– and –phone. Tele– is from the Greek combining form te-le– or te-l–, a form of te-le, meaning “afar, far off,” while –phone is from Greek pho-ne-, “sound, voice.”

Thank you to the internet and Answers.com for more than amply providing information surrounding the telephone:
http://www.answers.com/topic/telephone.


This blog is dedicated to all who know and love me...those who have received a panic call from me...for whatever reason it was... There have been many people and many panics over the years. I am so very glad I can hear “far off sound” or “afar voices” of reassurance-thanks to the telephone.

Now, about getting my own RED Panic Phone...

2 comments:

Unknown said...

OH I am SO phone retarded. I admit. Phone RETARDED. Okay not the right words to use. I'm sorry retarded people. PHONE CHALLENGED.

Oh this blog convicted my heart.
Cut to the quick Sarah! Don't be afraid! Good grief.
arghhh... I don't even like to use the phone for copier emergencies or any emergencies besides the medical kind. What is my problem?!

What if I panic and my sentences come out backwards on the phone? What if I panic--- on the panic phone!!? No delete key, no eyes to look into or responses to interpret for my own comfort-

Sending a really sheepish grin masking over a hurting, phone challenged heart.

(BTW- I LOVE the photo-- this is genius at work, this blog- today. Genius.)

melissa said...

I hate phones. But you know that. Although without them I suppose you would not know that I hate them and so because of phones we our friendship has survived the distance....so maybe i don't really hate them.
Next time you call me in a panic I just want you to begin the conversation with "I've made a huge mistake." I know it is only funny for me but one day when we sit down for an arrested development marathon you too will find that comment hilarious.