In order to understand my excitement over perhaps the nerdiest thing I’ve done in a while, it helps to go back to the beginning. Or at least to January 13th, when I got my first Smartphone.
Before this gadget, I was pretty indifferent towards cell phones. I held out for years before I got my first one and it was only so my parents could keep in touch with me while I was studying abroad. Until recently I had terrible cell phone etiquette: my cell phone was usually off or nearly dead.
So when the stars aligned after the new year and I had the opportunity to get a Smartphone, I finally gave in. In the twenty-first century saying that you haven’t checked your email because you’ve been on campus all day (hence away from your home computer) is right up there with, “I didn’t receive your pigeon. What was the message, again?”
But what I love most about my phone isn’t the ability to check email; I’m still not sure if I like being able to keep with a five-person thread as it unravels versus catching up with it once it’s complete. What I heart the most is being able to see my calendar, in all its brilliant color-coded glory, on my phone’s screen. I labor for a few hours every Friday afternoon on my weekly calendar, charting appointments, meetings, seminar readings, etc. It’s the one thing I look forward to all week because it gives me a sense of control amidst so much chaos. And the ability to hold that carefully choreographed calendar in my hand truly makes me feel invincible.