| Ken ( @ 2006-09-20 22:49:00 |
can't escape technology
So yesterday morning I'm out on a field meeting, walking through seven foot tall cattails in the middle of a marsh on the way to take a look at endangered dragonfly habitat. There's a guy from U.S. Fish and Wildlife service behind me, and a guy from the landowner, a county agency, leading the way.
The county guys cell phone rings. Less than a minute after he takes that call, the federal guys cell phone rings. So I'm standing in the marsh watching this... and my cell phone rings. It's our mayor, 2,000 miles away, asking whether a particular day and time works for a meeting.
All three of us, in less than two minutes. What are the odds?
So yesterday morning I'm out on a field meeting, walking through seven foot tall cattails in the middle of a marsh on the way to take a look at endangered dragonfly habitat. There's a guy from U.S. Fish and Wildlife service behind me, and a guy from the landowner, a county agency, leading the way.
The county guys cell phone rings. Less than a minute after he takes that call, the federal guys cell phone rings. So I'm standing in the marsh watching this... and my cell phone rings. It's our mayor, 2,000 miles away, asking whether a particular day and time works for a meeting.
All three of us, in less than two minutes. What are the odds?