It’s funny what we remember. As a 3rd year medical student rotating in surgery I remember quite clearly sitting in my attending’s office at Worcester Memorial Hospital. He was a vascular surgeon. I don’t remember his name. On this particular day I had followed him to his office after rounds. He had just received his new pager and placed a call to whomever had sent him the device.
It seemed there was a problem. The device lacked the latest pager feature: vibration. His current pager only beeped. The dialog centered around his on-call demands as a vascular surgeon and his love for the symphony. With a buzzing pager he could sit comfortably in symphony hall without fear of interrupting anyone.
I sat quietly and wondered if I’d ever have a pager that buzzed.
The year was 1990. There were no smart phones. There were no cell phones. There were no PDAs. All we had was pagers. And a pager that buzzed was the technology that set us free.
Pager image via Wikipedia.