Connected and yet so Disconnected...

Last night I was having a drink with some friends at a bar. While sipping my beer, I started to look around me and watched the people around. Hopeless.

At my right: a guy sat in front a beautiful girl, who talked on his phone through the entire meal, ignoring her completely. The table at the back, six teens, all text-messaging, e-mailing, tweeting, facebook-ing, all heads down, eyes glued to their micro screens.  In front of me, three young ladies at the bar, one is checking her mobile for voicemails and text messages, the other testing the latest app on her phone, while the third one playing games on her phone. Everyone has their cell phones on the dinner table. Waiting the gadget to vibrate or buzz. I'm amazed how everybody’s wired.

Then I thought to myself “they all must be important people, probably doctors, policeman, neurosurgeons or presidents of large corporations waiting for an emergency phone call..."

- A