If you want to hear complaints about smartphones just hang out with some old people for a while. Perhaps the only difference between an addiction to smartphones and smoking cigarettes is that there isn’t any overwhelming scientific studies available that indicate smartphones are bad for your health. Old people hate smartphones mostly because they have little use for them.
A couple of weeks ago I entertained the idea of taking a sabbatical from my smartphone because I dislike my addiction to it. I call it an addiction because I reach for my phone at times when I have no reason to. It’s like smoking cigarettes in that many times when you light one up it’s because you’re bored and also want to satisfy the urge for physical movement without looking silly. A person who idly stands around looks misplaced and vulnerable.
My journey to detox from the intelligent device failed in about 20 minutes at a large retail store when I used the camera to take a photo of instructions and again when I used the app “Shazam” to recognize the song playing from the ceiling. Obviously the cold turkey method was not the way.
The thought of just using one of those mentally retarded cell phones came to mind but those old phones have shitty cameras. I just can’t get away from wanting to have high definition camera capabilities on me wherever I go. Last night I restrategized and formed a new method of attack. I turned off the internet access on my phone and decided that I won’t switch it on unless I need to. Sounds like a weak plan, I know. But I’ve decided and once I make a decision I give it an honest effort.
This morning was the first in a few years that the first thing I didn’t do was reach for my phone. If I want to check something I’ll do it the old fashion way by waiting until I am at home, walking to my computer and pressing buttons. Maybe I’ll start wearing a wrist watch too.