
The last week has been one of the most stressful I’ve experienced in quite a while; my working and personal life were massively impacted by one particular incident.
Impacted to the point that I found myself chewing my fingernails (something I haven’t done since I was a kid) and being short tempered with all those around me.
And what was the incident that caused all this Stress?
A loss of a loved one? A dating screw-up? A difficult conversation? A business problem? (I mean running a business is quite stressful right now)
Structured serendipity going wrong? Failed sales? A tough team workshop?
My attempts at community building getting stuck? A missed job promotion? Receiving negative feedback, (either business or personal)? A social media faux pas? (I mean, I am very emotional about my LinkedIn and who really knows why we get a like)
A bad response to a voice note? A particularly heavy silence? Another soul-sapping LinkedIn challenge? A failed experiment? A backfired attempt to be vulnerable? Another TEDx talk that failed to record properly? A pricing negotiation gone wrong? More minor disagreements with contractors? Another house move?
The wrong choice of outfit? A bad night at the opera? Being ill? Losing the never-ending weight struggle? Palestinian Grief? Expensive coffees? Running out of genies? A relationship reaching past its half-life? Emails going unanswered? Pissing off a powerful person?
Falling out with a buddy? A new relationship not taking off? Difficult travels? Being back in the classroom? A dodgy set of guests at one of my dinners? Getting beaten up doing my new hobby? A heavy night on the phones? A bad game of golf? Breaking up with another insurance company?
Nope, it was none of these…
It was much worse…
2 months ago I dropped it in the middle of facilitating 30 global leaders at a client workshop I was running; at that point it only had a slight crack but crucially it still worked and we had 2 days more of the workshop. So, being a stubborn b*stard, I’d skipped fixing it immediately (I’ll not be doing that again).
From that point it continued to work with the odd flicker here and there. That was, until I woke up one morning to find that it had died completely on me.
I immediately took it to the nearest Samsung store thinking that this would be the quickest and least painful way to get it back (perhaps I’d watched too many episodes of The Pitt recently to think they could just shock it back to life immediately).
It was only once there did I discover that it could take up to a week to repair.
I nodded when I was told the information, but clearly my brain chose to believe that it would be a quick job.
How wrong I was to be! It took the full week before I would get it back but the real problem was the disconnect between my expectation and reality.
Because I was expecting only a max 2-day lack of phone, I only put in a temporary solution.
In this case, because I didn’t have a spare phone and didn’t think it was worth buying one, I channelled my growing ability to ask for help, and sent an SOS out to my neighbours.
One neighbour leant me an old phone and that allowed me to put in my sim card to receive the text message that gave me access back into my emails (that had been locked out in my desperate attempts to back up the phone data).
Because the phone she leant me was that old, it’s battery didn’t last more than 20 minutes and it wouldn’t download most of the apps I needed so I made the bold decision to just tough out a few days without a phone…
Like an addict going cold turkey, 2 days without a phone was tough but 7 days without one was downright cruel.
I had flashbacks to the time I had no internet for a week and the pain I went through when my fridge died on me.
Now this wasn’t the first time I’ve broken my phone but it certainly was the longest period and most devastating. Because phones are so invariably intertwined into our daily lives, there were so many knock on effects that I hadn’t even considered; here are the main ones:
It wasn’t all doom and gloom though because there were definite upside consequences too across the week; I experienced:
One of my major takeaways was being really conscious of everyone on their phones all the time; not that I was unaware of this previously but it becomes even more abundantly clear when you are one of the few without them.
People chatting loudly on the bus, people on the tube scrolling, people walking down the road texting, people watching tv whilst playing games, people eating meals whilst watching YouTube,…
No wonder loneliness is on the increase.
Let’s be real: I’m not about to stop using a smartphone but certainly my week without one has really brought home the good and bad elements of having a black mirror in my pocket non-stop.
It’s a tool that feels like your friend, your solace from the cruelties and risks of the outside world, your thinking partner.
But ultimately it’s also just a tool and one that creates divisions, stress and paranoia.
The single greatest thing I can do now that I have it back is to try and be more intentional with my usage. After all, I often help clients be more effective by banning their phones during key sessions so I should be able to do it too.
Let’s see how I get on; anyone else going to do the same?
As ever, at your disposal if I can be of help 🙂
Faris
Faris is the CEO and Founder of Shiageto Consulting, an innovative consultancy that helps firms and individuals sharpen their effectiveness. Connect with him here
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