True story: I work with (often severely) underprivileged teenagers in the summer, and a couple years ago I mentioned that I didn't own a smartphone.

HORROR REIGNED.

They were actually putting their heads together to figure out if one of them could donate me theirs. https://twitter.com/davey/status/1320021653536067584

"Well, my next upgrade on my parents' plan is in December, but didn't you say our cousin had one coming? So I could get his old one ..."

These 15-year-olds were genuinely concerned that I was going to starve if they didn't help me -- a cell phone is the LAST THING you give up.

I hastily reassured them that I used a flip phone because I owned both a laptop and a tablet and did not require an iPhone, and it was a teachable moment about the way the semiotics of possessions can change with social class, but class did not exactly get back on track that day.

It was, however, kinda cool to see that these high-schoolers could put together a mutual-aid vacancy chain before I could get through the sentence "Thank you, but I am adequately supplied with my other fancy tech possessions."