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iPhone contact has become reflexive. The five minutes before a meeting, the two-minute walk to the coffee shop, the 10 seconds between parking the car and walking in the front door: they’re all moments when I automatically reach for the iPhone.
If my iPhone were a cigarette, I’d be a chain smoker. If my iPhone were a bottle of scotch, I’d be a hard-core alcoholic. If it were a rosary I’d be a religious zealot.
There’s nothing I could touch as frequently as I touch my iPhone without looking like a total freak.
What makes me think that the constant, obsessive iPhone contact is any less freaky? Or more to the point, any less addictive?