Just one more phone call.

A friend of mine just shared this story with me. I know how I feel about it, but let’s see how you react. Picture this, you’re on vacation in Breckenridge with your family. You are out fishing with your daughter, who is seven. It’s a beautiful lake, with glorious mountains surrounding it, a view that needs to be captured on film. There you are, standing on this rock just big enough for both of you to fit. She is holding onto your leg, because she is still afraid of falling in, even though daddy’s there to catch her. Or is he? Your daughter has total faith in you to protect her, and yet your attention is somewhere else. A perfect bonding moment for father and daughter, is lost in this sick cell phone addiction. As he is fishing, trying to reel in a nice size salmon, he has a cell phone propped up to his ear with his shoulder. Could you imagine if he had dropped the phone? I think the order would be phone, fish then daughter. Let’s get real people, is that phone call really that important. If it is, maybe you shouldn’t have had kids to begin with.

Stumble it!