For the last couple of months, many have mocked and many have simply stared in awe, in total amazement of my retro flip phone and my pathetic attempts to text like a grown up.
As the rest of the world moves forward, I took a step back in my cell phone technology to test a “less connected, more at peace” theory. Nearly three months later, I know one thing for sure…I want my Droid back. Thankfully, we didn’t sell it. I haven’t reactivated it yet, but I am getting closer. I’m even coveting an iPad (gift season hint), but I want the new one…so I’ll wait. Suddenly, I’m a technology/gadget snob again. Blame this on a business advisor/friend of mine. He brought his iPad to a recent meeting, and I was hooked. But, I ramble, back to the smartphone…
My theory that I would actually “talk” to people more did come true. But what’s more true is that I don’t like talking on the phone all that much. It isn’t very peace inducing to me, especially when I often don’t particularly like the person I’m talking too. Ouch.
The droid lets me hide more effectively, it fills minutes of boredom and waiting throughout my day and it keeps me flexible and mobile. Truthfully, I miss being connected, especially now as I plan my next venture.
So for all of you that mocked my smartphone-less life, go ahead and let out a rousing cheer. I am soon to return to more modern ways. But don’t even dare say, “I told you so.” What I did took guts. Real guts, I tell ya. Besides, my smartphone-less retreat into my soul reminded me of one of my key business, and now I realize life, principals. I always told staff and interns that the numero uno rule when giving out contact information is: “Anita doesn’t like the phone, DO NOT call her. Send your request or information in an email. Simply put, she doesn’t want to talk to you.” It seems that not much has changed, just the technology. Text me baby.