My alarm didn’t sound this morning. Luckily I rolled over and looked at the clock: 03:23. I didn’t remember turning off my alarm—because I hadn’t. My phone showed the alarm was triggered but there was no sound. I checked the usual places: the ringer switch was on; the volume was up; and no bluetooth speaker/headphone was connected. I went into the alarm, reset the time, and waited to see if it would magically work. Still no sound. So, I checked the alarms settings, specifically the alarm’s tone. Nothing. Tapped it again. Nothing. Tapped a different tone then immediately back, bingo!
I’ve tested it several time since and it appears to be working fine.
(we forgot the cardinal rule of IT: turn it off and on again. but, eh, it’s working so, whatevs. phew!)
Yeah. Luckily the “mash it many times” technique worked. Take note, dear reader. If the power cycle doesn’t work, poke it until it does.
You might be wondering why I’m bothering to examine this incident further, since it’s fixed? I’m perseverating because niggling little mistakes like this are increasingly common with my Apple devices/apps/services. And while I understand that coding is difficult, and creating hardware is difficult, and mistakes will happen because no one is perfect (even when doing easy things), these small problems that crop up when nothing has changed, and interfere with day to day goings on, is increasingly difficult to forgive. Granted, there wasn’t any catastrophe, like being late for work. I only missed a couple sets of squats and crunches in order to make up for the lost time. Still, this kind of thing is happening more and it’s making it hard to trust my Apple gear.
(what’s the alternative? android?)
Possibly. Yet I’m reluctant to switch because I’ve worked in IT long enough to know that I’ll have just a many problems regardless of the platform. Because I’m familiar with Apple I stick with them out of a “devil you know” mentality. The real alternative, which has been whispering from the depths of my subconscious, is to figure out how to live without the faulty tech all together.
(ha! good luck with that noise.)
I understand the incredulity. I am in IT. I like my gadgets. But at the same time, I am NOT nearly as enamored with it all, nor forgiving of the failings therein, as I was. And thinking about this failings reminds me of my musings in Neanderthal Again? Maybe I was a bit too quick to point the finger at us dumb apes. Oh, we’re pretty ignorant alright, but maybe I should give a little credit to the faulty technology we’re so dependent on.
Really, it’s a symbiotic relationship. We don’t understand the true potential of the magic in our pockets, but at the same time the technology doesn’t quite work, or, when it does, it does so by some miracle of happenstance. And so the slightly “higher up” booger eaters wipe their brows and sigh in relief, and get to work on the next shiny-shiny the rest of us can’t live without.
So, in the same way that too much stuff lead me to embrace minimalism (of stuff), perhaps all this damnable tech is pointing to a digital minimalism. Something more significant than the ironic hipsterism of writing on a typewriter—at Starbucks. Actually taking a step back and examining what this technology is doing for me with the question, do I REALLY need it?, firmly in mind.
Or maybe I’m just too uptight. I haven’t had my tall, decafe, non-fat, cappuccino yet. But writing about this in my moleskine notebook has helped, so there’s that.