You're out with friends about to enjoy a good old chat and a coffee.Out of habit you dip into your handbag and the panic sets in, you can't find your mobile phone. How can that be? You NEVER EVER forget to take it out with you.
You continue rummaging with no avail. The contents of your bag are now all over the table of the well known coffee place. It must be in there somewhere, in the darkest, unexplored depths of your handbag-IT'S GOT TO BE THERE.
The panic sets in. You ask your friend to dial your number in the hope it will enable you to detect your phone by it's ring tone, but there is no reassuring buzz. You realise with horror that you must have left it at home!!! What do you do?? You can't focus on what your friends saying as you go over and over in your mind, where could you have left it? Does anyone in your household know your password and could they gain access to you most private information all there in that one little device.
What if there's an emergency? What if the worlds going to end and your loved ones can't get hold of you? What if an old boyfriend sends you a text and your new partner reads it? The anxiety is getting to much. You make your excuses to your friend and race home to find your beloved mobile phone.
Its where you left it, of course. With a missed call from you mum. An email about a PPI claim and someone rang a minute ago to book a waxing appointment. What a relief, you survived for one whole hour without your phone- how did we manage in the old days before these anxiety provoking gadgets existed I ask myself. Now then, time to reply to my texts, up date my Facebook status, send a couple of tweets and read my emails. I love my I phone!