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I’m Completely and Utterly Dependent on Apps (For Better or For Worse)
Let me just start by saying that I work in tech, so you can imagine how deep my app dependency runs. Some apps genuinely enhance my life. Take Google Maps, for instance—I no longer find myself lost after leaving my driveway. And thanks to OpenTable, I can skip the wait at my favorite new restaurant by making reservations ahead of time. But there are moments when I miss the tactile joy of a mixtape, instead of just tapping on the Pandora icon. I used to head out for a run feeling like I was Flo-Jo, but now the Map My Run app chimes in to remind me it took me 11 minutes to jog a mile. I swear I can hear the judgment in her voice. And as much as I’d like to believe my dinner of Brie, Nutella, and chardonnay only clocked in at 300 calories, MyFitnessPal definitely disagrees. Thanks for nothing, buddy.
I asked a few friends about their app addictions, and one immediately asked if his adult content app counted. Gone are the days when teenage boys had to rely on gas station candy and ChapStick to distract the cashier while they “borrowed” a Playboy. Now, you just hop online and browse a buffet of categories, including some I won’t even mention (let’s just say “facials” aren’t for the salon).
Social media apps like Facebook and Instagram are my guilty pleasures. They’ve turned me into a socially acceptable snoop. Remember when peering through someone’s window was creepy? Now it’s just a click away. Last week, I bumped into an old friend at Target after years apart. Instead of saying hi, I ducked into the aisle of feminine products until it was safe to emerge. Then, I made sure to like all her vacation photos later to ease my conscience.
Tinder is a different beast. It’s wild to think that singles nowadays can find someone nearby to chat (or hook up with) at the swipe of a finger. It’s like a digital black book for the lazy: “I want to have fun, but only if it’s within three miles.” Thanks to GPS, you can spot a whole crowd of similarly laid-back singles in your vicinity. And let’s not even get started on the unsolicited images my single friends regularly receive from Tinder. A lawyer friend joked, “You’d be shocked at the amount of… ahem… pictures I get during meetings.”
If a woman wanted to know more about your anatomy before things heat up, trust me, she’d just check your ex’s social media.
My husband and I are also big fans of Yelp when it comes to picking a dinner spot. We log on, and voilà—options galore! From American to Thai, we can browse pictures, ambiance notes, and reviews from other diners. It’s basically Tinder for foodies!
I know technology is here to stay, and my kids will eventually have access to everything from pizza to potential partners at the tap of a button. Fingers crossed that by the time they grow up, apps like Tinder become as outdated as my daughter thinks I am.
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In summary, our app-driven lives certainly have their perks, but they also come with a side of dependency that can feel overwhelming at times. From dating to dining, technology is shaping how we connect and engage, for better or worse.