In our modern society, technology has made our lives that little bit easier. We can now contact our friends whenever and wherever we want, we have an unlimited source of information to hand 24/7 via the internet and toilets in Japan wash your undercarriage for you when you’re done.
On occasion technology can be a proper pain in the ass when something fails to work.
Case in point…
I noticed at the train station this morning that the sliding entrance doors to the building were ‘out of service’. I know this because someone had taped a very untechnological piece of A4 paper to the door; I can only assume to prevent those of us reliant on technology walking into them face first.
It can happen. I’ve seen it. Fucking funny.
It got me thinking about how a door can be ‘out of service’. If someone says the word ‘door’ we tend to conjure up an image of a rectangular wooden affair with a handle, on hinges, in a frame. The door may be locked, the door may ‘stick a little’, it may even have busted hinges and needs a bit of a push to open…but never ever is it ‘out of service’.
“I’m sorry, this pot pourri is out of service”.
“I’m afraid the lawn is malfunctioning”.
“I do apologise but the cutlery is out of order”.
(Well actually, to someone with OCD that last one is already a stark reality).
Back in the 80’s I used to dream of the day we would have cool sliding doors like the corridors of the Starship Enterprise. Now they’re an every day reality which we all take for granted, as well as the fact that they regularly break down. We simply read the poorly spelt A4 warning and go to the ‘adjecant door’.
This never happened to Kirk; ever.
And as I remember the embarrassment a few months ago of standing in a revolving door waiting for it to move, only to be told I had to push it; I ask myself this….
Are we becoming too reliant on the convenience of technology?
I’ll Google it.