When I realised the postie had just delivered a box containing my very first smart phone a few weeks ago, I was like a child at Christmas. I ripped apart that box like it contained the future of my communication and social life with friends.
It felt awfully light & small though so I was a little uncertain that perhaps it didn’t contain everything I needed; phone, battery, charger, user manual etc. It did. Wow, I was impressed before I had even turned it on.
It was smart. It told me what to do and how to do it. In fact the user guide was only a small bit of paper that was in fact called a ‘quick guide’. Great, a quickie for my investment. I was petrified. I am not scared of technology, but don’t loooove change. I liked my old Nokia N95, but after dropping it for the eleventeenth time, it finally bust a gut & the battery wouldn’t stay on. Sad but true, I actually had electrical tape hugging it all together until I decided to ‘get with it’. Heck, I only joined facebook this year. Now I am officially cool, smartphone & FB. Watch out world.
So I have been playing with my little pocket rocket here and there and realised how easy it has been to stay in touch; I can check emails, comment in FB, surf the net..wow, I could play on it for hours. But I always say how I wish I had more time to do things, like play with my kids. Not just be in the same room as them as I am doing something else, but be present & play. I think my smart phone has robbed this generation of kiddies some of that undivided attention that we had when growing up.
The phone is great, don’t get me wrong. I think the way forward is with technology but I also worry about how much this phone can do for me. I didn’t need to read a manual for God’s sake to learn to use it, it told me. It had its own little big brain and I didn’t have to use mine. And when I am spelling a word in a text message that I always get wrong, always (disappoint or restaurant) it means I am saved by not having to think about the correct spelling, as long as I am not a total idiot & know the first 3 letters, I am presented with an array of options to choose from. I don’t need to think anymore.
One thing’s for sure, the phone sure is smart, but I’m not sure I can say the same for what it’s doing to us.
