My friend Josh once had
a not-so-smart phone that allowed him to record phrases to activate his various
speed-dial numbers. So how could he not, you know, pick certain cool things to
say? When Josh wanted to call home, he would whip out the phone and say
"Kirk to Enterprise," which was fun, until he did it at a rest stop
on I-95 in front of a group of teenagers, who made it clear to Josh that he was
the biggest douche in the Gamma Quadrant.
For calls to his parents, Josh had recorded the phrase "Fucking lunatics!" What could go wrong? Then Josh's wife borrowed his phone, and soon after found herself in a crowded store needing to call the in-laws and trying to quietly say "Fucking lunatics!" in Josh's voice.
When they call it a smartphone, they're talking about the phone, not the owner.
Now that we have Apple's Siri to serve (or rule) us, you can program her to address you as Master Jaime Lannister, Lord Commander of the Kingsguard. Just don't, okay?
Gentlemen, I give you 10 Other Dumb Things Men Do with Smartphones. Read them. Ponder them. And then—this is the crucial element, without which everything we have shared together is in vain—don't do them.
For calls to his parents, Josh had recorded the phrase "Fucking lunatics!" What could go wrong? Then Josh's wife borrowed his phone, and soon after found herself in a crowded store needing to call the in-laws and trying to quietly say "Fucking lunatics!" in Josh's voice.
When they call it a smartphone, they're talking about the phone, not the owner.
Now that we have Apple's Siri to serve (or rule) us, you can program her to address you as Master Jaime Lannister, Lord Commander of the Kingsguard. Just don't, okay?
Gentlemen, I give you 10 Other Dumb Things Men Do with Smartphones. Read them. Ponder them. And then—this is the crucial element, without which everything we have shared together is in vain—don't do them.
Dropping $400 Worth of
Smartphone Into the Toilet
A survey suggests that
one in five smartphone users have dropped the precious into the Yellow (or even
chunky) river. The numbers were not, as they say, "broken down by
sex." (Who isn't?) But we know who's doing the dropping: the
"people" who pee, standing, while talking to Mom. Do not multitask
while holding your joystick.
Sending Pictures of Your
Junk
Has this ever worked? If
it hasn't worked for legendary NFL quarterbacks, for whom could it possibly
work? And if it did work, isn't it axiomatic that the woman for whom this is an
icebreaker is nuts, and would end up killing you with hand-sharpened chopsticks
in a darkened hallway?
Cheating at Foursquare
So rampant was the
practice of "checking in" at cool places while one was in fact
sitting home on one's couch that Foursquare began tracking GPS signals from
phones.
Being a Douche with your
Phone
(AKA: Continuous Partial
Attention Disorder). If you're out on a date, don't update your fantasy
football lineup. If you're attending a funeral, don't play FarmVille. If you're
at the movies, don't tweet. Some theaters are setting up special sessions for
people who must tweet. This is the death knell of civilization.
The Geico Syndrome
Have you seen the TV ad
with the guys fake-pouring champagne and holding bro-stache apps up to their
mouths? A general rule of thumb: Something that would look foolish done with
pre-2000 technology will not look less foolish just because it has become an
app. That goes for the "fart" app, too. Double.
Typing in Stupid
Abbreviations like EOM
Or, for that matter,
LOL. You're too old to write "LOL," no matter how old you are. You
should be able to acknowledge that something is funny using, you know, words or
implicit understanding. Or you could share your jokes in person, and laugh
appropriately if a punch line happens.
Texting that Which
Should be Spoken
If you are Boo Radley,
you can ask a woman out or break up with her using text. If you possess the
power of speech, not so much. (This applies to condolences as well.) Actually,
how does Boo Radley break up with women? He probably just stops leaving toys in
their trees.
Mafia Wars
You want to be Tony
Soprano? Would Tony play some stupid phone game for 2 hours a day instead of
doing all the things that make you wish you were him? Bobby Bacala, maybe.
Related problem: Watching p*rn and forgetting to clear the cache. She borrows
your phone and "Hot Buttered Sheep" comes up in an unclosed window.
Baaa-d!
Secretly Recording the
Making of Sexy-Time
You position the phone
in a coffee mug, and then do a Licensed Vocational Nurse right there on the
kitchen table. There are several possible outcomes. (a) You go to hell. (b) You
go to court. (c) You go to the ER, with the phone jammed into some part of you
that nurses know more about than you do.
Adding to Your Permanent
Record
Someday you may be up
for a job that requires an extensive background check or Senate confirmation,
as opposed to your current gig at the Putt-Putt Fun Center in Mishawaka.
Imagine that you're present at such a hearing, and recall what you've made a
record of. Then ask Siri to beam you out of there.
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