Sometimes we don’t realize what slaves we are to modern technology until we are forced to face life without it. Then, it's like we’ve been thrust back into the stone age, having to make fire with rocks and hunt for our food.OK, maybe it wasn’t that bad when my cellphone died but it was still a pain in the backside to live three full days without a phone. Sure, I still have a few friends who don’t even have cellphones, those poor Neanderthals, but the numbers who don’t have some kind of cellphone are quickly dwindling as the last bastion of holdouts get pods under their beds ("Invasion of the Body Snatchers" reference – Google it if you have a smartphone).Even I used to laugh at kids who I’d see constantly texting on their phones, unable to carry on a face-to-face conversation without using an emoji and a handful of hashtags.