Phone numbers used to be an identity marker. Growing up, I knew everyone’s phone number. I had it all memorized. I knew all of our numbers. I knew all of my aunt’s and uncle’s numbers. I knew phone numbers of my friends. If I called you I had your number memorized. I don’t know about you, but it was fairly easy to remember 7 digits. I would commit it to memory and it’d be there.
Today, I can barely remember my phone number. I also have a Google Voice number, and I can barely remember that number. I couldn’t even tell you my phone number to the phone in my office. It just kinda sits there. Please don’t tell my boss – they don’t read my blog so it’s cool. They might try to call me on my office phone.
Phone numbers used to be tied to identity. I don’t even see the number on my phone. I just put it in and you picture shows up when I text or call you. Sorry.
How many phone numbers do you have memorized? It’s not longer tied to our identities is it?
I know Jenny’s number.