There were typical “standing happily next to road sign” photos, some “standing looking not-so-happy next to cars loaded down with luggage” photos, and, I’m ashamed to admit, more than one photo of me and my 19-year-old niece standing (or sitting) side by side, both staring at our iPhones.
I guess you could say we’re both addicted.
I’m not rude about it—at least, I don’t think I am. I don’t keep my phone on the dinner table. I don’t glaze over and scroll through my phone when I’m hanging out with friends.
But waiting in line … or for the microwave … or for a commercial to be over? Yeah, I’m probably going to pick up my phone.
But it’s not my fault! There’s work. There’s fun. And really, there are just so many apps out there—new apps to suck up my time (and my phone’s battery) every day.