Drowning by numbers.
My mobile (cell) phone is dying.
I was hoping it’d outlive me, but this seems unlikely.
So I must replace it.
My brain hurts!
Despite Angie’s great guest post last year, I’m yet to get a smart phone.
I can’t work out if this makes me smart or dumb.
I feel dumb, because everyone says iPhones are the bee’s knees.
I feel smart, because when I exit Empire House to enjoy the sunshine, the Empire doesn’t follow me.
Which is dumb, because I could be more productive.
But without proper breaks from my close, demanding work, I can’t produce anything.
My camera is also dying.
I’d LOVE to get a combined unit.
But I’m more into shots than calls.
I don’t need games, GPS, Star Wars voiceovers, free texting, 5-year-plans, TV on trams or $2K solutions to problems I don’t have.
All I want is a youbeaut camera that makes plain old phone calls.
I’ve telegraphed this wish to the internet (to deafening silence).
What to do?
I’d heard about the Paradox of Choice; now I’m living it.
Five factors have frozen me in my tracks:
- Complex technology.
- Varied platforms.
- Multiple models.
- Labyrinthine plans.
- Dodgy providers (or fear thereof).
- Catalogues (too conceptual).
- Websites (too bewildering).
- Store visits (too intimidating).
The camera shops don’t have phones and the phone shops don’t have cameras.
I can’t tell what’s good, what’s good for me or what’s good value.
I just want to take my two old units and have a smart, friendly, honest person sell me a product that replaces both.
If ever there were a case of ‘money follows pain’, this is it.
Whoever removes this pain will get my money.
Smile? … Please?
Paul Hassing, Founder & Senior Writer, The Feisty Empire