I am a professional social media web nerd person. I literally get paid to Facebook.
I don’t own an iPhone. I don’t own an Android phone. Don’t own a Blackberry. I could tell you the make and model of my mobile device, but I’m pretty sure you’ve never heard of it. It’s pink, rugged, has a protected QWERTY keyboard, and takes reasonably good photos.
I used to have a “smart phone.” Sadly, it was too smart for me. Not to mention the data plan it required was outrageously expensive. For a third the monthly cost, I can check email whenever I want, and I can visit websites that have a mobile-accessible version (which includes all of them I might have an emergency need to visit). I use SMS a lot more than I did when I had the smart phone, but I also don’t have that vague twitch I was getting every time my phone pinged me with another email. Sometimes I still twitch when other people’s phones ping them with an email sounder. There’s just something vaguely B.F. Skinner about that noise…
I could justify an iPhone (or an iPad, or a ‘droid phone) as a business expense if I wanted. Mobile marketing is part of my purview at work. But I don’t need it. If I want to know how something renders on an iPhone, there are three people with them in my department alone at work, plus two ‘droid phones and an iPad. Besides which, it’s not like there aren’t emulators on the web.
It’s not just that I don’t need it. I don’t want it, either. Partly, it’s the whole “feeling like a trained rat” issue. Partly, it’s because I am at heart a pragmatic person. I drive a Chevy Tracker–possibly the least sexy ride on Earth. But it’s got 4 wheel drive, parks easily downtown, and gets reasonable gas mileage for a car that still holds my whole family.
Partly it’s my oddball personality. Drawn to the rare and unusual, iPhones became automatically undesirable to enneagram Fours the minute just about everyone had one. So, in other words, about five minutes after they shipped from Apple.
I like the phone I have now. It’s inexpensive enough that I don’t feel like I’m wasting money. Using it is simple and enjoyable enough, without becoming a toy that needlessly distracts me with games. It keeps me accessible and connected enough, without leaving me feeling like the universe’s beck-and-call girl.
I think we fail to stop at enough a little too much, and often end up with too much.