I think I'm an addict. I never thought I'd end up like this.
I can't put my damn smartphone down.
I resisted for a couple of years, as friends and colleagues around me got Blackberries, and then iPhones and Droids. For years, I stood on the sidelines saying all I need is a phone to make and receive calls when I'm out of the office or house. Simple as that.
But that's all changed. I bought an Android smartphone in November, and now I'm hooked. It's like crack... I keep coming back to it.
I'm not using any apps yet. I've used the camera on this phone more than I did with my old vanilla cellphone. But the real addiction is the constant access to email. That's my Achille's heel.
Better access to email when traveling was a key reason I bought the new phone. It's been a great convenience on a recent business trip, when I was stranded for seven hours in San Francisco, waiting for a delayed flight to Honolulu. And it was a lifesaver on the way home, when I was delayed for a few hours in Minneapolis, where the airport doesn't have free wifi.
But here's how it's become a sickness...
I find myself checking email as I wait for the elevator, or on a street corner as I wait for the light to turn green. Waiting on line for coffee at the deli, I quickly check my email. I even took it into the bathroom stall the other day. It seems that almost anytime I'm standing still or waiting for something, I pull out the phone and start to zip through the emails.
I'm not sure having constant access to email has improved my productivity. I suppose I save myself some time by going through my email on the train in the morning, so I don't have to do it on the computer as soon as I get into the office. But on the other hand, I've come close to walking head-on into people as I look down at my phone as I'm walking to a meeting a few blocks away.
Well, at least I'm not using my new toy to waste time playing games. Not yet, anyway.