Wednesday, 28 December 2011

BLOG #13: A few stats for like minded geeks out there

So the other day someone asked me how many hits I'd had on the blog.

'Errrr - no idea? 2?'

My mum and Ricky probably

Bit of a tangent here to put into context and tell you who Rick is. He's a very dear friend from back home and computer wizard. He's also the person who suggested I blog this. And he asked for a plug, so there it is.

Rick if you're reading this, note I spelt your name right on my blog. Can I have another 'e' in my name on your blog please. Ta

Right where was I - oh yeah - having no idea how many 'hits' I'd had. I gave Rick a call. He showed me the Stats page.

Bloody marvellous.

As at the time of writing...
  • The blog has had 386 hits, most of which were sourced from Facebook.
  • The most popular post is 'I don't need a phone, but I will need...'
  • And as expected, geographically most hits are from the UK, US and Russia...yes Russia. WTF? 

BLOG #12: Coped just fine over Christmas

So a lot of people have asked how I'll 'cope' over the Christmas period without a phone.

'Won't you miss texting people and getting Christmas texts?' they said.

So I thought I'd reassure you Christmas Day was just like any other phoneless day. Except for one thing...

While Alex was OCDing over the washing up - he has a 'system' and I couldn't get a look in, what a darned shame - I was still feeling pretty terrible about not sending Christmas cards. Now obviously I also couldn't send carbon copy yule tide text messages like I normally do... you know the sort...

'Hey!
HAPPY CHRISTMAS!!!
Hope your tummy is full of Christmas delights!!
And if I don't see you before, here's to 2012!
Leo xx'

LAME

So instead I logged onto our favourite social network and spent some time sending some personal messages to my friends.

Muuuuuch more enjoyable.

I didn't check my email or facebook again until today, instead I spent some quality time playing Auntie to Ava. But when I did I had lots of lovely messages waiting for me, none of which were generic either. BOOM

Friday, 23 December 2011

BLOG #11: If you like take aways, read this

Last week Jane* invited me round for dinner. She sent me her address and said to get there for 7.30. She also gave me the heads up that her flat was on the 5th floor and the lift was out of order with the novel request 'Bring a bottle and some adrenaline'. Armed with my trusty A-Z and her address I set off for North London. I arrived on time, rang the door bell and... well nothing. For a very long time. The buzzer was broken. Oh no... Normally I'd just give her a bell... ha, see what i did there.

Ok, no worries, someone else who lives here will turn up. I'll just explain my predicament. I look trust worthy right?

5 minutes later

No one's come. This might not work. Perhaps I should try to find a pay phone. No - I'm in the arse of no where - someone will come. I've just got to be patient.

10 minutes later (not that I was clock watching at all)

Is everyone at Christmas parties tonight?? Why is no one coming home? Jane is obviously assuming I'm running late. I wonder how long it'll take her to realise I just need letting in?

10 minutes later and a chapter of Breaking Dawn later...

OK instincts do your thing please. What would my Dad do? He'd chuck pebbles up at the window of course. I looked up and cringed. My overarm is appauling at the best of times, the idea of reaching the 5th floor is so utterly ludicrous I almost laughed outloud for even considering it.

No! No laughing Leonie. Must act 'normal' in case anyone ever does turn up to this deathly quiet block of flats. No one with any sense will let a loon in.

5 minutes later....

Finally Jane comes to the door and rescues me from my despair, 'What are you doing out here?'
'Um your doorbell is broken'
'Oh Leo, how long have you been waiting?'
'Um about half an hour'
'Oh my god, I'm soooo sorry. Come in come in. We've got mulled wine, it'll warm you up'...

.... Well, I don't mind if I do :0)

MORAL OF THE STORY
Test your doorbell every so often - you never know, next time it might be a take away delivery man with less patience. Now that would be bad times.

*Name changed to conceal identity of a mortified friend

BLOG #10: More reactions (Dan in particular)

I've just read this - wonderful!! Can I share this, as some people can really do with a manners check about phones at dinner tables!!

This is awesome! Great idea

Great blog- love it!

I'm addicted!

This is rediculous [sic] but amazing at the same time

You tempted yet?

And saving the best for last. Dan Vallace - consider yourself named and shamed...

Over a cigarette and a questionable 'cocktail' at the NAO xmas party the other night I got chatting to Dan about the social experiment. When I finished explaining what I'm doing he flinched, grabbed his pocket and let out an audible sigh of relief when he was reassured his phone was still safe and within reach. Wow. He realised I'd clocked his reaction and confessed that there was no way he'd be able to do it. Well I'd have to agree with you there Dan...

Tuesday, 20 December 2011

BLOG #9: Apologies

I'm feeling pretty guilty right now because I've received lots of lovely Christmas cards (thank you!) and I've sent none. I'm sure you'll let me off the hook when you realise that the addresses or my nearest and dearest were saved on my iPhone...

But it's ok -  Kyle to the rescue. She has a geek squad spreadsheet with our friends addresses in it that she has promised to share and I'll be digging out my old address book to update over the holidays.

Monday, 19 December 2011

BLOG #8: Victory!

So you know those pesky recruiters who catch up with you at work... well I got a call from one today. After his lame pitch about jobs in pensions - zzzzzz - he said 'I understand you probably can't talk right now'.

'TOO RIGHT' I was thinking, 'Not only am I not in the market but I am also a bit peeved you have the cheek to call me at work'. I wish I'd said that outloud but instead I just said 'Oh don't worry' kicking myself for being way to nice to this guy.

He carried on... 'Can I call you on your mobile later and we can discuss further?'

Ahhhh, I sighed, here is my out... a moment to treasure and the ultimate way to get a pushy recruiter off your back 'Umm, well you could but I don't have a mobile'

*Silence*

He continues 'Seriously?'

'Yes, yes seriously. Goodbye!'

*GRIN*

Wednesday, 14 December 2011

BLOG #7: OK I give in...

Realised today that whilst I can live quite easily without a mobile, I can't live without Snooze. So forked out £20 to upgrade my alarm clock. And it was £20 very well spent in my opinion. Think I was part overambitious but mostly ridiculous to hope that being phoneless would make me more of a morning person.

Tuesday, 13 December 2011

BLOG #6: The wall of shame

Lottie: 'Just give me or Marie a call when you get here...'
Becks: 'Drop Ali a text later and let him know...'

BLOG #5: It's good to talk

LOW LIGHT - realised today that private conversations are not possible during the day. Had a horrible day at work and really could have done with a lunch time rant...

HIGH LIGHT - Spoke to my family tonight about all sorts... probably more than I've spoken to them in a long time because normally I call them when I'm on my way somewhere, with ten other things on my mind, and that isn't condusive to actually catching up. Normally we just talk logisitics and then we're done. This time we were each at home, with nothing better to do than just talk. It helped me forget my bad day and I didn't even have the rant.

CONCLUSION: It's so much nicer to talk than to text :0)

BLOG #4: Reactions

Thought I'd share some of the reactions I got yesterday... All positive so far

This is a bold move Leo, but love it.

What a great email. Got me all motivated for the day thanks – not motivated enough to give up my phone but I’m behind you all the way and know you can do it.

Bravo Leo, I think its a bloody brilliant idea and very intrigued to see how you get on.

Excellent :D Well done mate, well done.. Blog looks great!

Love, love, LOVE your email.

Ok awesome, Leo I am loving this no phone schmahoofa, although slightly scared to be trialling it!

Well i'm impressed and v much like the idea of going phoneless myself. Is it ok if i share your blog with a few friends who could do with going phoneless and learn a lesson of good manners and table etiquette (as the oldies would say)?

wonderful :-) ps but if you get cold turkey I have a brand new phone still in the box :-)

You're nuts...good luck!

General gist of things, private email is xxxx Else, you can always turn the bat signal on…

When you were growing up dad and I made sure you all understood what punctuality was - it's in there somewhere Leo, dig it out'

This is hilarious! how will this affect ones love life! ?

What an awesome idea. Speak to you in Feb to see how it went!.....only joking – hilarious!

Sunday, 11 December 2011

BLOG #3: 5 days and one big decision

DAY 1

Obviously gutted to have lost another phone. Sure it won't have surprised many of you, but am actually quite proud that this one lasted over a year and didn't meet it's sorry end down the loo...

Mostly annoyed at myself for falling into the world of iPhone dependency. Have lost all my New York holiday snaps (Helen please share yours soon) and all those awesome little lists I rely on. GRRR. At least there is one saving grace, having lost my phene so many times before I have most peoples numbers saved down on my laptop.

Moped my way home with no entertainment on the bus (this is when I normally catch up on emails, return calls and listen to some music). Spent a quiet evening at home - kept going to check my phone out of habit, sad times.

Wasn't until 11pm that it dawned on me that I had no means of ensuring that I'd wake up in time for work in the morning. First thought was 'Oh I'll just get someone to call me in the morning'... Oh dear Leonie you're really not grasping this no phone concept are you...

Hannah was back in Cambridge... what to do?? Leave my blinds open and hope that daylight does it's thing? Ask my neighbour to knock on my door when he gets up (I can hear his alarm go off in the mornings through the floorboards). Nope, that would definitely be too wierd.

I decided to launch an emergency plea on FB for help - no helpful suggestions received (thanks all). Finally figured something must exist on the internet to solve this problem. Sure enough I found an online alarm clock which thankfully did wake me up for work - although it did by way of something the US government should adopt as an effective torture method. There was defintely nothing jingly about it. Made mental note (because no iPhone Notes any more) to get myself down to Maplin to buy something that will wake me up in a less offensive fashion.

DAY 2

Noticed today that when I really need to concentrate at work I instinctively grab my phone and listen to some chilled tunes so I can zone out of the chaos in the office. Searched for something to listen to online but it just wasn't the same. Decided to try to concentrate without music for the first time since our final ACA exam. So wrong... surely I should be able to concentrate without Coldplay? Hopefully I'll appear more professional without earphones in at work but not before a few personal phone calls...

Called Direct Line, they'll replace my phone. WINNER!
Called O2, and after a bit of an arguement over whether I am a gold customer or not (too right I am after the bills I racked up this year), they'll upgrade me 3 months early on January 28th.

I could put in a claim but is there much point when I'll get the new iPhone 4S in a matter of weeks? Hmmmm. Decisions decisions.

Perhaps I should just get a cheapy pay as go for a few weeks. But I'm accutely aware that giving people a new number may really irritate/confuse people, especially my mum.

Maybe I could launch another FB appeal (hopefully more successful this time) for anyone who has an old iPhone that I can pop my new SIM in when it arrives... and then it dawned on me - did the idea of not having an iPhone fill me with that much dread?

Had planned to meet Kyle and her friends for a night of comedy at the Clapham Grand. Her email  last week had said that tickets were handed out first come first served and that we should get there at 6 to make sure we got in. I accepted the invite (mostly FOMO related) and ignored the fact that I don't normally finish work til 6. Today I realised due to lack of mobile phonage I wouldn't be able to get away with letting them do the queuing whilst I was still at work and joining them at the front a little later.

I gave my boss the heads up I'd be leaving early (the concept of being on time is off his radar too) and left on the dot at 5pm giving myself a whopping hour to get to CJ. Can't remember the last time I made such a conscious effort to be on time for meeting one of my best friends, how rude of me.

I arrived at 5.45pm, despite delays at Waterloo, which was perfect because it gave me time to pick up a sandwich and the next Twilight book. Had finished the first on the way and I figured the others would also get stuck in the mess at Waterloo and I might be in for a long wait in the queue on my own. Sure enough I waited nearly an hour by which time the guys were not in the mood for comedy and I was frozen to the core. Of course having a phone wouldn't have helped me at all here as I knew they were going to be late, I just had to stay put at the agreed place and be patient (this concept is growing on me)

We decided dinner and drinks was a better option. During the evening I popped outside for a ciggie and noticed that without my phone, fag breaks are pretty boring. BUT revelationary as I had time to think and it was at this moment I decided that I was going to go phoneless until my upgrade.

I don't like what having an iPhone has done to me. Instead of using my instincts, bearings or brain it's become so much easier just to 'google' something quickly. I am ALWAYS a little bit late (although admittedly I'll never be as bad as Marie) and I need to reengage my brain and manners. And that starts by going phoneless. Exciting!

DAY 3

Floated the idea of going phoneless today... here are the reactions I got
  • What if you're running late? What if I'm running late? Are you sure you've thought this through?!?!
  • You'll never do it, and I'm willing to put money on it
  • WHAT??? You're crazy.
  • BLOG IT. (Yep I can't take any credit for that idea)
  • You should get sponsored for charity
  • Aren't you worried your friends just won't invite you out? (OUCH!)
  • Oooooh, exciting!
  • You're not insured?
  • Can I borrow your charger then?
Naturally my competitive side kicked in and the pessimists only spurred me on to prove them wrong.

Met a friend for a quick dinner and cinema after work - arranged effortlessly by email during the day. This is the same friend who wanted to agree a spot to meet if I got lost... at the cinema. He went to the toilet while we were waiting for the bill and I automatically reached for my handbag and in particular my phone. WOAH! When was the last time I sat for 5mins and did nothing? Perhaps absorb the atmosphere of the restaurant? Everyone else round me had their heads buried in in their phones, playing Angry Birds no doubt.

I enjoyed a moment of joy (and a chance to gloat) when we were settling into the cinema - I wont be that annoying person who's phone goes off during the film and I don't have to turn my phone off either. That lecture is for someone else now!

DAY 4

Getting used to phoneless lifestyle now. Invited John Hardman to join me climbing this eve. Emailed to agree a time and to make sure he knew where he was going. 7pm at the Arch. Done.

I was early so snatched a few more moments with Edward Cullen and Bella Swan. John was 15mins late but that was ok, I had my book and gloves so no harm done.

Told John the idea of holding out for the upgrade in Jan. He just laughed. I think he has been subject to a few of my barmy plans over the years, and he admits he's a bit mad himself so it didn't really surprise him. Not sure he was as impressed with all the rubbish I had in my handbag though (see previous blog).

DAY 5

Had arranged to go to Winter Wonderland with Dom earlier in the week. Checked my FB and he'd messaged to say he'd pick me up (how old fashioned!) at 1pm. At 12.25 I thought I'd just pop out and pick up a parcel I'd missed the delivery of earlier in the week. I massively underestimated how long the queue would be - most of the way down Blenheim Gardens - I guess everyone is doing the same thing... Christmas shopping online but then not being home to receive the delivery. Had forgotten my book so spent painful 35mins clock watching worrying I'd be late to meet Dom. I shouldn't have worried. While I was out he'd emailed to say he'd be half an hour late... Hmph. Sensing one sided effort to be on time here. At least I wasn't stuck out in the cold this time and there was a pile of washing up with my name all over it....

We went our separate ways at about 9pm. Normally if I'd had a few beers and was out and about I'd text people to see if anyone was up to anything fun and likely to end in a hideous hangover. So instead I headed home and had a long overdue catch up with Hannah. Ran my idea past her. She thought it was a good idea and was happy to share her number with my family (she may live to regret this)

Watched a rubbish movie, headed to bed with the my book and woke in the morning feeling GLORIOUS! First time in a long time. I may have missed out on something potentially fun last night but I don't care and am feeling no FOMO at all! This is great.

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By the way my blogs won't normally be this long. I just wanted to share the thought process of why I'm doing this. From now on I'll just share the ups and downs and tricky predicaments I find myself in, in my new phoneless but brighter future!

BLOG #2: I don't need a phone, but i will need...

  • a book because I'll be leaving a bit earlier or you'll be late (and yes I'm reading Twilight, cringe)
  • loose change in case by some miracle I find a BT phone (I cannot remember the last time I saw one...)
  • Alarm clock - the irony that it is apple shaped is not lost on me
  • 2011 and 2012 diaries because life is going to need a touch more planning and I'll need somewhere to write stuff down
  • so I'd better also carry some pens
  • A-Z for when I inevitably get lost. I always used to carry one of these when I first moved to London.
  • a very old iPod, the one with the turny wheel and uni tunes, taking it back to the old school oh yes!
  • all your phone numbers
  • my landline phone
  • my watch
  • a camera which will hopefully take better photos than my iPhone ever did
  • and a VERY large handbag to carry all that handy stuff in
 

 

 

 








BLOG #1: Fluff up your carrier pigeon, dust down your type writer... I'm going phoneless.

So you probably know by now that I lost my phone last week (I say lost, I mean left in public unattended to get thieved). Whilst the fools at Direct Line are still prepared to insure me, and the even bigger fools at O2 have agreed to upgrade me 3 months early, the catch is not until January 28th... this is despite being a Gold Reward member thanks to some particularly eye watering bills I racked up in Kenya and NY. So my logical mind deduced there's not much point in putting in a (nother) claim, instead it seemed much more rational to go phoneless for 8 weeks. Call this a social experiment if you will.

Crazy? Probably. Gone are the days of iPhone dependency (Guys, I lost all my lists!). Definitely. If in a week I'm tearing my hair out and I give in to the cheapest, tackiest pay as you go I can find, don't judge me. But I like to think I am stronger than that. Place your bets (for or against) now...

Over the next 8 weeks I hope to:
a) find better things to do with my time rather than pretending to look busy on my phone whilst avoiding eye contact with every other human being in the room
b) be less likely to make unachievable plans when I'm drunk (of the 'Let's go climbing/cycling/*insert any activity* here at 9am!' variety)
c) be less rude - no more checking texts/fb/emails at the dinner table or taking work calls on evenings/weekends
d) improve my sense of direction rather than relying on an app telling me to turn right in 100 yds (how long is a yard anyway?)
e) improve my time keeping, and yours
f) snooze less - my new alarm clock (yes - when was the last time you owned one of these?) does not allow me this privilege

The logisitics

Over the years of failing to own a phone for a whole contract period, I have created myself a super little spreadsheet with all your numbers on it (Excel is for life, not just for 9-5). So coupled with a pocket full of small change, I'll be able to contact you.

So here's how to contact me...

In the day time I'll be on my work address because the fun police don't alllow us to access hotmail or facebook at work.

In the evenings and weekends I'll be on my hotmail address, facebook or my LANDLINE (oh yes, crazy concept I know. Look in that annoying box of electrical wires you've accumulated over the years and you probably have one too). If all else fails you could always take a risk and knock on my door like we used to do when we were 8. There was never a wrong time to make a den then and there is never a wrong time for a coffee or a beer now.

Some people have asked what will happen in an emergency? I think: What like that pair of shoes screaming 'Save me!' from a shop window? Oh! You mean like an accident emergency. Gotcha. I can't remember the last time I had one of these, so touch wood this is a very unlikely scenario. But just in case I will be sharing my work number and Hannah's mobile number with my family and the few people I think would bring the best 'Get Well' presents to the hospital for me. If you want automatic entry to this VIP list, befriend Bradley Cooper, he would definitely make me feel better.


The rules

1. If we're meeting, don't be late. I won't know you're running late because you won't have been able to send me that bulls**t message about delays on London transport or your cat eating your keys.  I will be waiting at the arranged place at the arranged time with my book which I will carry on me at all times, for moments when I'm freezing my arse off waiting for you. I'll take gloves too just in case.

2. Don't take the easy option and think 'I'll just wait and see her in February'. Contact me by any non-mobile phone media you can lay your hands on, and don't make me feel less popular than David Cameron at an EU conference. Also don't prove my tactless colleague right, the one who said 'Aren't you worried they just won't bother' after I'd excitedly shared my plan with her.

3. Don't ask me if I got your text. I will only reply 'No. Did you not get my email?'

4. If your reaction to this experiment is 'Can we agree a meeting place in case we get separated' when we're just going to the cinema... then perhaps I'll see you in February. You might wonder why I'm including this rule, well I've included it because this actually happened last week. God knows how my friend thought he could lose me between the entrance, the queue for cinema treats and our reserved seats but anywho...

Please bear with me, this will either be the best or worst thing I've ever done...
Leonie x

P.s. Brixton is not on the river so no messages in a bottle please.