See, See, TV is not for me

I will be the first to admit I am scared about losing touch with technology, similar to my father who thinks FaceTime is a mirror for looking up his nose. I lived in London briefly and was shocked to learn that Regent Street is home to almost one million CCTV cameras. On my walk to work from Gt Portland Station to Piccadilly, images of me are captured by literally thousands of cameras public and private, and all in under 25 minutes. Well I recently moved to Hollywood where cameras are used a bit more creatively. I admit it was kind of funny at first when I became the brunt of an office joke where a few goofy employee pictures were sent to all the printers in the office unexpectedly. A picture of me with my index finger shoved up my nose made me laugh in humility, until I recognized the picture looks like it was taken while I was inside my office. I asked the prankster, but quickly gave up hunting for the office paparazzi. One week later at a meeting for my church, and for all intents and purposes had effectively forgotten any concerns from the office hijinks. After the meeting, a new aquaintence gave me a small Christmas gift claiming," it was nothing" when I tried to decline, feeling guilty I had not thought of something for anyone. I was shocked by what I found, and honestly quite uncomfortable. What looked like a an onyx and silver picture frame, and it just so happens to contain the smallest little lens and camera I have ever seen. The whole camera is a little bigger than a garbanzo bean and can transmit images to an iPhone. This is an extradorinaiy coincidence. To add allure to the circumstance, the Chinese manufacturer of the little spy camera is called "Pic-Boog". I will have to assume they meant Pic-Bug, still this is an eery little gift to make its way under the tree.