ARMED with laptops, Blackberrys, iPhones and other gadgets, Generation Y are perceived to rely on technology to run our daily lives.
We are believed to prefer to communicate via email and text-messaging rather than through face-to-face contact.
Researchers have continually blamed social media and the internet for giving us an “information overload”, which has contributed to our erratic-decision making, poor sense of direction and inability to handle stressful situations.
Apparently we are also unable to absorb and process information as effectively as the Baby Boomers do.
It has therefore become a basic assumption that the majority of Gen Y cannot function at work or school without a gadget.
But, at the risk of sounding like a dinosaur, I must confess technology has never been overly important to me and I know of others who feel the same way.
For instance, the whole iPhone phenomenon didn’t really capture my attention until I was handed my brother’s old 3G model around 18 months ago.
Up until then, I was quite content with the “unbreakable” Nokia 3315 for many years.
However, I finally decided it was about time I became a bit more fancy and upgraded to a Sony Ericsson.
This decision triggered an unfortunate sequence of events which saw me go through four mobile phones in the space of 12 months.
The Sony Ericsson was the first to go after it slipped from my hand while I was running for the train at university.
As I went back to check if the phone was still working, a careless passing cyclist finished it off.
Just months later, I was enjoying a few (OK, a lot) of beverages at my 18th birthday when I dropped my new phone and it was lost to the sewers of downtown Maitland.
It was a great surprise then, given my ordinary history with mobiles, that my brother chose to give me his 3G iPhone.
At first I wondered what all the fuss was about and openly questioned why those “iPhone snobs” believed they were so superior.
I thought, “this makes calls and sends text messages just like any other phone, but it’s a lot more expensive”.
It was not until I moved to Armidale four months ago that a work colleague, who shall remain nameless, commented on how few “apps” were on my iPhone.
Not wanting to sound foolish, I remained quiet but thought at the time, “what the hell is an app?”
I kid you not.
Having learnt more about this amazing new concept, I can safely say I don’t think I’ve been missing out on much.
While I’ll admit some, like the Nike + GPS, have proven to be useful, the majority of other apps I’ve come across are completely useless.
I can do without ones that show me where I’m walking and simulate the sound of a Star Wars-style light saber.
Are there any more Gen Ys out there who feel the same? Or is it just me?
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