We were getting ready for bed on Monday night when I suddenly realized I don’t like my iPhone. OK, it’s not the iPhone, it’s any phone used for more than just texting and calling. Why did I need to check my email in bed, look at Facebook or check out the latest apps? I don’t have a job that requires it. It was useful and very much needed when we were building the house but not so much now. Then Micah’s iPhone started pinging (he got an email) and I suddenly wondered why he needed one. If I don’t need it for my job then he definitely didn’t need it for his job.
This got me thinking about all the time I waste on my phone. Pre-iPhone, I would check my email a few times a day and would really only visit the internet when I needed to look something up. I spent time reading the hundreds of magazines we get (a post for another time), making something or other, watching TV or reading book. I used to read on the bus a lot more. I always had a continuous line-up of books ready so I would never get caught on the bus with nothing to read. And now? Who cares, I have my phone. And my emailing is no longer efficient and Facebook? I didn’t really check it before my iPhone.
And you know what else? We’ve become those people that sit next to each other and play on our phones – a lot. We’ll finish breakfast and one of us will reach for an iPhone while we’re both still sitting there. What is that? We’re better in public, but still.
I’m not completely opposed the iphone. It’s very useful when we’re in the car and need to find something. Since getting it, we rarely have a bad meal out. It’s nice to quickly look something up instead of writing it down and forgetting about it. I also really like having a camera since I never remember to bring or use our actual camera. And then there’s the whole phone aspect to it. We don’t have a home phone, so we do need phones.
But, BUT, I’m not a huge fan. I actually don’t like phones in general. One of my favorite things about being abroad is not having a phone. I have an old Nokia from 1998 that I bring and use locally by buying local SIM cards. Sometimes I forget the phone in my hotel room and it’s no big deal. I don’t miss checking my email or making calls. It’s very peaceful.
So, I’m thinking all these things and then I tell Micah that I think our bedroom should be an iPhone free zone. I think it’s OK to take calls but nothing else. If we need to email or check something out on in the internet, then we go downstairs. He agreed. Then I said that I think the dining table should also be a no iPhone zone – even when we’ve both finished our meal and are just sitting there. He agreed. Then I suggested the passenger seat should be a no iPhone zone unless we need it to find a location. He happily agreed. He hates that I look things up as he drives. We also decided that there is no iPhone action (except in-coming calls) when were watching something we both really wanted/planned to watch like an episode of Treme or a Netflix movie.
Now we had a plan for the iPhone. I was happy and he was happy. Then his phone pinged and I grumbled, ‘damn the iPhone,’ and went to bed.
Do you have a no (i)phone zone?
p.s. I just found out that Oprah’s endorsing a No Phone Zone. I had no idea.