Humour me for a brief moment whilst I FACT you….
…today there are more people globally accessing the internet from their cell phone than from a computer. Pretty compelling if you think about it. So bar you live in an igloo, you’re climbing Mount Everest or you have joined some form of wild jungle tribe, you can pretty much be sure to ride the super information highway whatever.wherever.whenever you, well….wishever!
Put simply, wi-fi has sent us sci-fi.
Life on earth is now a life in the ether. Friending through Facebook can grow your little black net-book faster than Hayley’s Comet can hit our dot.com, so it is little wonder that our free-time has rapidly morphed to me-time, as we abandon the art of talk for an addiction to text.
The cull of the smoke-room has killed the whispering of office gossip in the workplace, in fact you could almost hear a pin drop during new millennium elevenses. That is, of course, if it wasn’t for the crescendo of pocket-sized polyphonic ringtones telling us ‘you have mail’.
No - the truth of today's hardworker.com is nothing but smoke and mirrors. The office blagger has metamorphosed to rogue blogger, a nation of dextrous texters that can foil the eagle eye of any class room teacher or office manager, capable of downloading more updates through a 15 minute chatroom than was ever possible in a 15 minute secret smoke in the bathroom.
Life after-work is equally as promiscuous. 2 is no longer company, and 3 is no longer a crowd – social networking has us connected virtually in crowds of double and triple figures, faster than you can say logmein. A rendez-vous can turn photo in an instant - shared, liked, commented and tweeted before the physical conversation back on terra firma has barely even started.
Life on-the-go has transported us into a virtual world of bandwidth-bootleggers, moonlighting on the payroll hour to keep up to speed with a life that is moving faster than time itself. If the virtual clock keeps ticking so quickly, how long will it be before the real life turns TIVO, our lives pre-programmed with the function to stop, rewind and replay?
‘Til next time, Pandora
How true...but nothing beats the office gossip and at least without text you can amuse yourself all day whilst watching the snowball grow....just in time for the conclusion down the pub...no texting allowed!!
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