Peco's Blues
I can clearly remember the first time that I was surprised by technology. It was 7th grade, when I was hanging out at Meg and Ellie’s house with Sara Jo. We’d spent the entire afternoon dancing around the living room, listening to 311 and No Doubt, and calling boys.
The main target of our desire, however, was not home. So we would bop around for a bit then pass the phone off to each other in hot potato style, taking turns at reaching him. Finally, our phone rang. It was the boy.
He wanted to know why we had called his house 59 times.
“No, of course not,” we lied, “Why would you think that?”
“Because my dad just got this thing called Caller ID so now we can see who’s been calling.”
