A traumatic experience

Yesterday was memorable for me, it was traumatic.

I left home and forgot my iPhone. I was virtually naked. Don’t laugh, this is serious stuff.

First, I went to get a long anticipated cup of Starbucks, but since I didn’t have my app, I couldn’t pay, even worse, no stars.

Then I went to the supermarket and froze when I realized the shopping list was on my iPhone app.

Next crisis, my frequent shopper card was on the phone too. What discounts did I miss? On my, I also lost points toward my free Easter ham😢

Planned to take money from an ATM; my debit card is in my IPhone wallet.

Was my wife ready to be picked up at her meeting? I’ll just send her a text … or maybe not.

Worst of all; while waiting in the parking lot for my wife I watch shows on Britbox. No iPhone, no Mrs Browns Boys. Crisis‼️

Good thing I was close to home, without Apple Play I’d never find my way back.

4 comments

  1. I am 65 and I forget my cell phone almost every time I leave the house, not because of memory problems, I just find it easier to use cash or credit cards, for cash back points. In fact I am on vacation at my son’s in OK and have $3,000 in cash and $3,500 in silver in my locked ammo box, lol. Always be prepared. What happens if your phone, or credit and debt cards stop working for some known or unknown reason?

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  2. I refused to get a cell phone until retired and it is about 4 generations old. I consider myself lucky. Sometimes I choose to forget to take it with me. I use it more for the camera unless I am ordering lunch on the road.

    Unlike some people I know, I can tell you how to get somewhere without a cell phone because I pay attention to my surroundings and not a 3×5″ screen.

    But the bigger question is how did I survive without a bicycle helmet? When I ride now, it is with lights, helmet, and high visibility vest and people still don’t see me. Maybe it is because they are looking at their phones.

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  3. That’s a good one. I remember when to didn’t need an IPhone to go to the bathroom either. How did I survived all those years. Thanks for the memories.😁

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