One Hour With Out My Smart iPhone!

On my recent vacation to the lowest place in California, I dropped my iPhone and it landed glass side down on a patch of small sharp-edged rocks. In my defense, I was recovering from a broken right elbow and dislocation. Clearly, I’m not very coordinated handling my phone with my left hand.

In all the many, many years that I have had a pocket-sized phone, I have never broken the glass.  There is always a first for everything.  

This was the 2nd day of my short vacation to the desert to visit with two of my brothers and my niece who is working for the park service as a hydrologist. I depend on my phone a wee bit too much, using my phone for everything from checking the time of day, navigation, texting to photography.  Fortunately, after brushing a few tiny sharp shards of glass away, the phone still turned on. Granted, the display had a web of cracks and a few divots, but it still worked. I finished my vacation, framing pictures the best I could through my shattered glass display.

A few days after my vacation I find myself at the Apple Genius bar in Walnut Creek handing over my beloved iPhone 7 to have the glass display replaced. I will be without my phone for one whole hour.

I had a few choices of how to spend my hour as Apple replaced the glass. I thought about walking around the not so new Broadway shops. I didn’t need anything and I don’t find window shopping terribly entertaining. I thought about walking to the downtown public library a few blocks away as I waited for the repair. 

Instead, I found myself putting pencil to paper at the Peet’s Coffee Bar on Locust Street. I could have pulled out my MacBook laptop computer and used the free wi-fi, but, I opted to see if I remembered how to write without a keyboard or dictation.

At my last Telling Your Life Story Meet-up, Jan read about “A cup of coffee”. Everyone chimed in about how experiencing a cup of coffee can be so much more, then “just” a cup of coffee. 

So, I found myself at Peet’s Coffee. It was odd to not “check-in” and pay at Peet’s with the Peet’s App on my iPhone. Fortunately, my app is linked with my cell phone number, so I could still get points for “checking-in”. Those “check-in” points add up to free coffee drinks. I had to pay with cash or credit as my discounted gift cards are all stored electronically on my phone.

Usually, when I’m out and about, all I carry are my car key, dark glasses, and my iPhone. I had to think ahead and planned to bring my small travel satchel with cash and actual plastic credit cards. My credit cards are all in my virtual wallet on my iPhone. Seems like just about every business now accepts Apple Pay. With a wave of my phone over the registers black box, payment can be made. Unless of course, I’m with my husband and he beats me to it with his Apple watch.

Speaking of Apple watches, I don’t have one and I currently have no plans to get one. I had to find my old Citizen watch. Before these “do everything” smartphones, we used to wear a wristwatch to tell time. Fortunately, this last watch I bought years ago is an Eco-Drive watch which means it uses light as the source of power. I placed the watch under a lamp this morning to charge it back up, as it had been in my nightstand drawer for what seemed like a decade.

As I wrote this with pencil and paper while enjoying my Chai tea, I found it odd to rotate my wrist to check the time.

You know, I didn’t miss my smartphone…..   YET!

I enjoyed the view from my corner table and did a little people watching as I savored the last of my tea.

I returned to Apple in just over one hour and my phone was fixed with a smooth, silky to the touch, new glass screen.

It wasn’t so bad being without my phone for just a little while. However, I realize there are advantages to a keyboard or dictation over pencil and paper. I now have to type this essay to post on my blog. I don’t think scanning my sloppy penmanship to an image would be appreciated by readers.

I survived modern day life without my iPhone for one hour. It was okay. Don’t be surprised when I don’t respond. I may be trying to survive without my smartphone for another hour or maybe even two.