As I stared blankly at the black rectangle at the bottom of the screen during my ***fourth video call of the day*** last Tuesday, a horrific discovery was lurking around the corner. I became horrified when I realized I was hyperfocused not on the slides or the colleagues talking over each other about scratching their *resource allocation* itch, but rather on my own digital reflection. Which poked out lazily in the bottom corner. At the…

I understood I was battling a problem when my chiropractor recognized me by my X-rays alone. “Ah, Mr. Thornfield,” he said, looking at the film showing the quite recognizable curve of my upper spine. “Still keeping your phone at navel height, are you?” I have undoubtedly been using my phone for the following ten years with my neck being bent at a structurally unpleasant ergonomic phone position that can only be described as thumbs whizzing…