Tag: smartphone

• : the diva in your pocket :

  

  Speaking of narcissists, if we were all as temperamental and high-strung as the smartphones we ferry around, the world would be unbearable. Nothing would get done. Ever. Our lone activities would be clamoring for attention and throwing tantrums: look at me, look at me, listen, pick me up, talk to me, watch this, yoohoo, ring, […]

  the whirly girl

  July 30, 2017

• : got nomophobia? :

  Don’t laugh. You probably do. Nomophobia, you see, is shorthand for ‘no-mobile-phone phobia’ — which is a fancy way of saying separation anxiety. Yeah, not so funny now, is it? 66% of you all have it — that’s two-thirds if you’re keeping score, a pretty lopsided majority. Now, way back when nomophobia was first identified […]

  the whirly girl

  July 23, 2014

• : I’m warning you :

  On Friday afternoon, September 20th, 2013, I reblogged a post. I don’t know how or why, but I know I reblogged because I got an email (and a tweet) telling me I had. So did you. Surprise! Except I hadn’t done any such thing, not intentionally. What I did was get a whatchamacallit, a smartphone […]

  the whirly girl

  September 21, 2013

• : loop? what loop? :

  The one that holds all the keys to all the information in all the world. The one that keeps you connected to everyone and everything. The one you’re in right this very second. Yeah, that loop: the Internet. Sadly, that’s the loop I’m out of. Once in a while I’m in the general vicinity, but […]

  the whirly girl

  August 18, 2013

• : it needed killing :

  When I say ‘it’ I mean the device they call a smartphone. Please, who do they think they’re kidding? Smart? Such a benighted little marauder should be dubbed a sadist-o-phone. For nearly a year now, it’s been the bane of my existence, the fly in my ointment, the bug up my nose. The very fact […]

  the whirly girl

  May 7, 2012