A few weeks ago I received a ‘poem of the day’ titled “Living in Numbers”
composed by a contemporary poet. I passed it along to a few others to enjoy. For some reason it reminded me of something I had scribbled a while back in a notebook about numbers ruling our life. Although this poem and the one I began differ, it comes down to one thing; our lives are nothing but numbers.
First and foremost our age is a number that changes yearly; of course some do not tell the truth about their age though. Our birthday I feel is the first number series in our life. We have a nine digit number we need to have memorized, our social security number. This number is extremely important for so many different reasons. We need the number when applying for employment; when I was in the military in the 70’s it was also my service number. That number is requested when we apply for credit, opening a bank account and I needed to show my social security card when I applied for a new driver’s license. The number had been my account number for the company who serviced my student loans. The veteran’s administration uses this number for patients. I never realized how important that nine digit number is. How about our pin number for our debit cards? You better make sure you punch it correctly or be embarrassed as I have done many times.
We have an address which usually has a number; our land line telephone and cell phone number and yes our zip code.
I lived in a gated community; after six in the evening I need to access a five digit code for the gate to open. Don’t get me started about the place where I utilize an off site storage area, yes I have an access code to get in there also.
Recently I took a telephone survey about my shopping experience in a certain grocery store. It was based on a number scale. Why not an alpha scale?
Numbers rule so it appears.
When you really think about it we are just numbers in our family. I am child number three and wife number two. My husband is child one and husband two. Think about your own number in your family.
Since numbers seem to rule our life there are times I feel like a number; yesterday I felt like a zero; today I feel like number two.
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