Trent and I listened to a podast on the Ted Radio Hour called “Screen time”. To sum it up, the rise of the smartphone is killing people’s ability to talk to each other.
We thought it was interesting.
Before long, Trent was doing research to switch us over to flip phones for a month and do a social experiment of sorts.
After discovering that flip phones can’t handle either of our work emails, we trashed that idea and decided to “dumb down” our iPhones instead. Here’s what we kept:
Email (personal & work)
Navigation (work purposes -we both travel locally)
Weather pup (obviously a necessity)
Calculator (because I can’t do math in my head)
No bank app.
Nothing you can waste time on.
We traveled with iPads during the day to access the internet if we needed it for work.
We are currently 24 days into our experiment. There’s a small handful of people we’ve told, but most don’t know.
I documented some of the things I noticed….
Friend text me a funny video link. *Tap* Tap* Tap* Tap* Tap* Oh….I can’t open links.
Laying in bed on my phone (like always) and Trent says “Are you going through old photos on your phone?” YES. I literally have nothing else to do on here.
How many tablespoons are in a cup? I’m at the store and I don’t know. I don’t have this information in my head, therefore, I do not have the answer. It’s a weird feeling. So powerless. Purchased twice as much whipping cream as a result.
Since I deleted my Facebook App, Facebook started sending me emails. WHAT IS THIS WITCHCRAFT!? Some sort of automatic setting that switches on to suck you back in!? ……don’t tell me how to live my life Facebook! It says I have 15 new notifications and I am dying to know what for. It will be days till I have access to a computer (anniversary weekend with Trent!)
Waiting in a lobby with a bunch of people I don’t know. I have nothing to do but stare at them. And I do.
Finally checked those Facebook notifications. Got invited to 7 Jamberry/Younique parties. Not exactly exciting.
Making chicken tortilla soup. I had to dig through my cabinets and use a recipe card like a peasant.
Laying in bed and Trent is on his phone. I look over and realize he has spent the last 5 minutes picking a new screen saver photo. We have reached a new low.
Noticed that I have no idea what’s going on in the news. Googled “best national news site” on my laptop because I genuinely don’t know where to go to get news. Proof that I get my news from social media. I am embarrassed.
Trent and I have to share our laptop and it is seriously annoying. I have to sign out of his Facebook every time I log in.
Wanted to buy a spotbot vacuum on Walmart’s Clearance. My decision making skills cannot work without stars!!!!! Must know the reviews before purchasing. HOW MANY STARS OUT OF 5!? TELL ME.
Called and desperately asked Trent for my password so I could save $7 on some shirts by using Target’s coupon app, Cartwheel. He gave it to me. #blessed Ended up saving $2.40. Not even worth it.
Apple radio is annoying. Downloaded Spotify without Trent knowing. I haven’t given him my password back.
Wanted to send a link to Lauren. Emailed the link to myself on my computer. Copied it from gmail on my phone. Pasted it into a text. Just wasted 2 minutes of my life.
Took an adorable picture of Gracie Belle running on a football field. No one to share it with. It might as well have never happened. If a tree falls in the forest and no one is around to hear it, does it make a noise?
Trent and I sat on the couch and talked for over 2 hours, completely uninterrupted. I didn’t think anything of it until I couldn’t find my phone. It was in the purse….I never even took it out after I got home from work.
Trent locked up my phone again and deleted my cartwheel app. Kept my Spotify. I sound like I just got grounded.
I’m in a garage sale type Facebook group with other women in Topeka. I put a bunch of stuff on, and have been obsessed with checking to see if I’ve sold anything or if anyone has questions. I realized I have some sort of social obligation to respond in a timely manner.
Instagram sent me an email with title “See new posts!” I’ve never received an email from Instagram. It knows I haven’t opened the app in 21 days. Stalker.
I just hash tagged a text to Trent BECAUSE I DON’T HAVE INSTAGRAM OR TWITTER. #stillworks #hashtag
It’s 11pm and I still have 74% battery.
To be continued…