Disconnected: The Service I Have vs. The Service I Deserve

I miss connection.

Not just the “5G full-bars” kind, but the real kind—the kind that doesn’t drop you mid-call, ghost you after a good date, or keep you on hold when you’re already at your breaking point.

Lately, everything feels unreliable. My mobile service. Dating apps. Work schedules. People. Promises. It’s like the modern world has a million ways to stay “connected,” yet somehow, we’re all just one buffering wheel away from losing our grip.

Call Dropped. Again.

My cell phone is practically a third limb—attached to me 24/7, handling my business, my blog, my grocery lists, my dating life, my kids' chaos, and the occasional crisis. But when I can’t even send a text or make a call without standing on a kitchen chair with one arm in the air like I'm doing tech yoga... we have a problem.

AT&T says I have "coverage." What I have is a $200 monthly bill and five days of silence. It’s giving: emotional unavailability. It’s giving: “seen” but not heard. It’s showing: every man I’ve ever dated in my 40s.

Where Did Accountability Go?

We live in a world that promises everything and delivers nothing.

• My provider promised “unlimited.” They meant unlimited waiting.

• Dating apps promised options. They delivered red flags.

• Work promised flexibility. Now I’m exhausted at home and the office.

• People promise to “call you right back.” They don’t.

  
  

It's not just about technology—it’s about trust. We’ve built a world that runs on pings and pings alone—no eye contact. No follow-through. Just alerts, algorithms, and automatic replies.

Even the people who are supposed to care—your provider, your partner, your boss—seem more invested in metrics than actual connection.

I’m Tired of Being Left on Read

I’m tired of feeling like everything in life is a one-way message. I sent the text. I show up. I try. I refresh. I troubleshoot. I stay patient. And still—crickets.

I don’t need perfection. I don’t need fireworks. I need the basics: Consistency. Clarity. Communication.

You know, all the things I now put in my dating profile AND my customer service complaint emails.

The Service I Deserve

I want a provider that doesn’t cut out when it rains. A job that doesn’t expect me to be superhuman without giving support.A partner who texts back.Friends who follow through.Kids who don’t scream when the Wi-Fi dips (a girl can dream).

I want a world that values real connection again. Because while everything around me keeps getting “smarter,” the relationships—professional, romantic, even digital—are getting dumber.

Here’s what I know: I'm done settling.

I’m done tolerating dropped calls, ghosted messages, and half-hearted anything. Whether it's my mobile service, my next date, or my next gig—I want presence. I want reliability. I want respect.

If you can’t offer that, then don’t offer anything. I’m not interested.

Because in this era of fake connections and faulty networks, the real flex? Knowing your worth—and demanding better.

Stay true to you, put on a brave face, and in your gut stay true to you!!!

xoxo

Erin