Like all cordless phones, my phone has a handy locate function. I press a button on the base and the phone chirps in agony as I rampage through the apartment, tossing aside piles of dirty clothes and homework, trying to find my lost child. Today I found myself wishing my cordless shaver had the same function.
The wireless revolution has its definite drawbacks. In the near future I will be able to lose my mouse, keyboard and Internet under great burial mounds of household detritus. Cords are the only thing that keep my world in order. Cut them and I’ll feel as liberated as an astronaut freed from his shuttle tether.