I have a smartwatch, which I got for my birthday. I have no real need for such a thing, but I really do enjoy it. I spend most of my time at home, and it’s nice to not have to do stuff like go find my phone and take it outside with me if I want to sit on the deck in case I get an important text or call or miss an alarm.
Also, because other people are mentioning audio and music- my dad was born in 1931 and died in 2016. He absolutely loved classical music and was a real expert on it, especially the Russian composers. He pointed out that in his lifetime, if he wanted to listen to recorded classical music, he had to go from multiple 78 records, about 3 minutes per side, which you had to just keep flipping over and switching to the next one if you wanted to listen to something long (this is where the word ‘album’ came from, it was originally a literal album full of 78s) to a smartphone or mp3 player that could hold virtually every CD in his massive collection.
That was definitely a luxury, but a luxury that gave him a whole lot of comfort in his old age.
Edit: I just hung up on a telemarketer from my wrist. God, that was satisfying.
I have a smartwatch, which I got for my birthday. I have no real need for such a thing, but I really do enjoy it. I spend most of my time at home, and it’s nice to not have to do stuff like go find my phone and take it outside with me if I want to sit on the deck in case I get an important text or call or miss an alarm.
Also, because other people are mentioning audio and music- my dad was born in 1931 and died in 2016. He absolutely loved classical music and was a real expert on it, especially the Russian composers. He pointed out that in his lifetime, if he wanted to listen to recorded classical music, he had to go from multiple 78 records, about 3 minutes per side, which you had to just keep flipping over and switching to the next one if you wanted to listen to something long (this is where the word ‘album’ came from, it was originally a literal album full of 78s) to a smartphone or mp3 player that could hold virtually every CD in his massive collection.
That was definitely a luxury, but a luxury that gave him a whole lot of comfort in his old age.
Edit: I just hung up on a telemarketer from my wrist. God, that was satisfying.
Like slamming down the receiver of an old land line, I imagine you did this by slamming your fist through drywall.
Sadly, I am a little weakling.