iPhone Panic Attacks


I misplace my iPhone several times a day. This has been going on for years, but lately it has gotten much worse. Each time I lose it, I go into a complete panic attack. I start to imagine my immediate life without it. First, I have to admit to Eliot that I lost my cell. That turns into one of those “You need to get your eyes fixed” moments. The eye doctor told me that in the next few years I should plan on having a cataract operation. They are slowly getting worse. I plan on doing it in the Spring of next year.

My cataracts have nothing to do with my ability to find my iPhone. It’s not a sight thing. It’s a mental thing. I am so preoccupied with work that I am capable of leaving my cell in the console of my car, in a ladies restroom by the sink, or on the table at a restaurant. My girlfriend Mindi suggested I get some sort of a holster so my iPhone would have to be returned to the same place after each use. That might be a good solution for the infrequent user, but not for me. I look at my IPhone at least 40 times an hour (a job necessity), so the chances of me putting my iPhone back in the same place after each use is highly unlikely.

Most of the time, I place my iPhone in the side pocket of my handbag. One would think it would be secure there. Not true. The contents of my handbag shift around and my iPhone gets lost in the crease of the lining or it falls into the center area. In either case, it takes a minute or two to locate my cell. A full panic attack occurs when I think of all my personal information in the hands of someone else, even though my iPhone is password protected. I tell myself that most of the younger folks know how to decode digital locks.

I have been especially miserable thinking about the trouble I would cause myself if I lost my iPhone during the CES convention next month in Vegas. My friend Steve Greenberg suggested the Wallet TrackR as a possible solution. I just got my hands on one a few hours ago, so I don’t know if my troubles are totally gone, but I am cautiously optimistic.

The $29 Wallet TrackR is being billed as a leash between my handbag and my mobile phone. This may be just what I need. The Bluetooth-enabled wafer of plastic has already been stored in my handbag. Whenever the TrackR and my iPhone get separated, both the cell and the TrackR start beeping.

The companion TrackR app on my cell also takes a GPS snapshot of its location the moment of separation. That’s cool. I also have the option to tap a button within the app to make my handbag “ring” in case I’m looking for it around the house or in the dark. The technology works both ways. The TrackR works on iPhone 4s and later, iPad retina and Later, iTouch, Samsung Galaxy S3, Galaxy Note 2, Galaxy S4, and Android 4.3 Devices.

This Is Not a Mahjong Tile


If I misplace my iPhone one more time, Eliot is going to have me committed. I neatly place it in the pocket of my handbag every time I use it. Somehow, some way, it falls out into the major portion of my handbag or it slides deeper into the pocket. Either way, I go into a complete panic looking for it. If I lose it, my life gets interrupted in ways I don’t even want to think about. Yes, I have everything backed up. I even have an iPad Mini with all of the same information. That’s not the point.

The last time this happened to me was just last Friday. Eliot and I were getting out of the taxi at the Delta terminal at JFK. Before the cab pulled away, I double checked to make sure I had my iPhone. I asked Eliot not to let the driver move the cab until I found it. Just the opposite happened. The driver quickly pulled away and, of course, my iPhone was no where to be found.

I had a total panic attack on the sidewalk. Surrounded by all of our luggage, we started ripping my handbag apart. Eliot said, “I know it’s in there.” I was doubtful. We finally found it on its side, deeper into the seam than ever before. We were both relieved and couldn’t wait to get a drink. I decided right then and there that I was buying several tracker Tiles when they finally make their debut.

Tile is a new product that combines tiny plastic tags with a companion smartphone app and locates lost stuff. The Tile itself is a little larger than a postage stamp. It costs $19 for one, or $50 for a set of four. The Tile will locate anything I don’t want to lose. It can be affixed with a two-sided adhesive strip to a computer or a TV remote, or, using a built-in loop, it can be fastened to a key chain. If any item is lost, the Tile iPhone app will give visual “warmer, warmer” directions to the object within a 50-to-150-foot range. A tiny speaker inside each Tile emits a little beep, helping me zero in once I am close.

Tiles last a year on a single battery after which they must be replaced. The company raised more than $2.5 million in pre-orders. I guess I’m not the only one losing things.