In this modern day and age, most people see Thanksgiving as a time to step back and see what really matters. Not cars, nor the newest iPod, but family, friends and stellar turkey basting and pie-making abilities. Not me. Not this year. This Thanksgiving, I decided that I would move beyond the basic realms for thankfulness. This year, I am thankful for the technology that both makes our lives easier and causes mass hysteria at electronic stores when the newest gadget makes its debut. Call me shallow and materialistic, if you must, but I wouldn’t be writing right now if it weren’t for technology.
After a normal, family Thanksgiving that involved two of my little cousins sitting on my feet and demanding that I drag them around the living room all night, I found that, all too soon, it was Sunday, and my return to Wash. U’.s hallowed halls was imminent. After a frenzied morning trying to cram everything I needed into my suitcase (is it just me, or do I always go back to school with more stuff than when I left?) I checked the status of my flight online and found it to be delayed half an hour, giving me an extra half hour to get ready.
The first thing I am thankful for this year: the Internet. Thank you, Southwest.com, for allowing harried and neurotic passengers to check the status of their flight, thus making travel preparations easier.
Once everything was bundled into the car, my mom and I hit the road, zipping down the highway towards the airport. However, after thirty minutes or so of quick, unimpeded driving, we hit a wall of solid traffic. A wall that, according to the radio (another thing to be thankful for, but not in my top four), was caused by a two-lane accident four miles away. Four miles of bumper-to-bumper traffic between our car and the accident. And my flight was leaving in a little over an hour. Panicked, I called my dad at home while my mom activated the GPS system in the car. After much conversation, an alternate route to the airport was found, and my mom pulled an illegal driving-on-the-shoulder-past-the-cars-ahead-of-us move to the nearest exit.
The second and third things I am thankful for: cell phones and GPS systems. Thank you, satellite gurus, for understanding that the ability to contact someone in your five at all times, and that the need to discern your exact location, is necessary to an overall feeling of security and to good mental health.
After a hug goodbye in the Departures drop-off lane, I rushed inside, schlepping two stuffed bags and causing a bit of a scene. It must have been the scarily determined look on my face. The line at Southwest’s electronic check-in station was short, and I was able to check my bag and breeze through security. I made it to my gate before the plane did, magazine and water bottle in tow, and I was able to make my triumphant return to St. Louis in order to finish off the first semester of my senior year.
The fourth and last thing I am thankful for: electronic check-in. Thank you, Southwest (and all other airlines with this capability), for allowing passengers to check-in and print boarding passes in the comfort of their homes. This measure saves time at the airport, and heightens the possibility of snagging the coveted A1 boarding spot on Southwest.
So you see, faithful readers, without technology, I would have missed my flight, and thus would have spent many frustrating hours at the airport trying to bribe a flight attendant into smuggling me onto the next flight to St. Louis. Technology, the possible new opiate of the masses, saved the day. And that is what I am truly thankful for.
Michelle is a senior in Arts & Sciences. She can be reached via e-mail at [email protected].
Scott Bressler