Don’t get me wrong, I like that I can unlock my phone with my finger print. It makes me feels all futuristic or spy-like. Here I am at the cutting edge of technology. I literally have the future at my fingertips.
The only problem is that I seem to have got into the habit of somehow managing to open my phone and take pictures without knowing about it.
The picture on the right was taken today. It was while I was on a train. Obviously.
It’s amazing to think that within seconds of me inadvertently snapping my picture is uploaded into the cloud and available to family and friends to see. They must wonder what on earth I’m up to.
Earlier in the week I managed this one. I have no idea.
I’m looking to see if there’s a pattern. Perhaps my finger and phone are trying to tell me something. Some subliminal message. Perhaps a bit too subliminal.
I have a number of totally dark pictures that I presume are a study of the inside of my pockets.
Well if you insist, here’s a final one for now.
This is dated September 14th and was taken in Norwich. After that you’re on your own.
That row of green dots makes me think that it could be something to do with an alien life form of some sort, although it’s more likely to be inside where I work taken as I pulled the phone out of my pocket to take a call from someone offering to sort out all my PPI problems, when what I actually need is help with my fingerprint recognition button.