On the plane to NYC, the woman next to me is frantically looking under the seats, in the aisle, under peoples feet. She is moving the carry-ons stowed under the seats. I’m impressed with the confidence and deliberate nature of her search. She is determined.
Finally, I can’t stand it anymore. I have to know what she lost. I have to ask her.
Turns out she dropped her Kindle and the back shot off.
I offer up my newly transformed phone and with a chuckle and a “why not” smirk, she takes the phone or should I say flashlight, gets back on her knees and within seconds prize identified.
When I first heard of the myLite application, I laughed. It sounded pretty corny at the time. Not sure why I downloaded it in the first place. Maybe I was taking some of my own advice. “Be an early adopter, even if you don’t “get it”. It’s the journey and like most journeys it rarely ends as it started.”