THE RETURN OF HERMIT THE TECHNOPHOBE

"You lookin' at me?"

Yeah, so my phone has got me back for disabling push notifications. It's turned itself off... and now it won't charge up at all.

"Hey Stubbsy," it might as well say in a classic 1920s New-York-gangster accent, "You wanna turn off push notes? I'm gonna turn off push notes. You wanna not be distoybed? I'm a gonna not-distoyb you till yous take me for an upgrade, you goodfornothin', lousy, two-bit skinflint."

Well OK then, iPhone...

It might do me some good to be without a phone for a while. Jettisoning facebook was a suprisingly good move, disabling push notifications seemed to help boost productivity at work and removing myself from most 'information loops' available to the naturally nosy, has restored a beautiful sense of innocence to my world.

On the other hand, it will be maddening to think of missed calls and text messages stacking up. You know, what with me being so popular and everything.

If you need me, I'll be in my cave.