
I don't consider those emergencies.
Being in a strange city locked out of shelter and no way to contact the otherwise-trivial solution to your problem isn’t an emergency and not worth a few dollars per month? Even for a single guy, that’s a stretch to believe.
Even if that particular scenario is utterly unimaginable to you, it’s trivial to come up with others. You set your phone on top of the car as you get into it, drive away, and your car breaks down. Not an emergency?
You’re having a nice quiet lunch away from the office, you forgot your phone at your desk, and your boss has his one actual emergency this year where his netherbits really are on the line unless you pick up the phone. Not an emergency?
You go to the pharmacy to pick up some prescriptions while your spouse makes a quick grocery store run and you remember that there aren’t enough eggs in the ’fridge to make the cake for your kid’s birthday party tomorrow. Not an emergency?
I mean, sure. Nobody’s bleeding out in any of these examples. But the Airbnb and broken-down car both carry clear and present danger to personal safety; the panicking boss could cost you your livelihood; and who wants to ruin a kid’s birthday?
Yes, lots of people are overusing technology, glued to social media, and the like. But it’s also a fact that it’s nigh on unavoidable to be a responsible adult these days without always having the option to call or text.
Even if it’s just, “Honey, I’m running late; sorry I can’t cook dinner. Would you rather I grabbed Chinese or Mexican take-out on my way home? Oh — that’s right, I forgot that we still had leftovers from this weekend. Thanks! I won’t be so late after all. See you soon!” That one call just saved you, no joke, enough money to pay for six months of cellular service for your watch — not to mention the little bit of goodwill it earned you with the love of your life.
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