Yep, the Apple Watch looks stunning and the technology is impressive, but I’ll pass.*
I’ve owned quite a few watches over the years, including an “unreal” Casio copy digital watch when I was kid. This hifalutin’ horological appliance played Waltzing Matilda (for un-Australian readers, this song is about a suicidal sheep stealer that should be Australia’s national anthem, as it doesn’t contain the word “girt”).
But I digress.
I wouldn’t call myself a hardcore Apple fanboy — I haven’t felt the need to break out the sleeping bag and queue up for a new product — but I have been picking Apple products for years.
Why? A) They just work. B) They look good.
My very first Apple was the Macintosh SE back in the day, which to be honest was fairly fugly and it was a bloody heavy thing. Since then iPhones, iPads, iMac, and MacBook. Love ’em.
The Apple Watch? Yeah, nah. I don’t really see the point. I know it does stuff… but not enough to make me want to buy it. My iPhone does everything (and more) than I need.
Sure, call me iLuddite.
A good thing you can monitor your blood pressure, with the top of the range Apple Watch costing several gazillion dollars, you’d need it.
Do I want to give someone a “digital poke”? No. That’s called assault.
Do I want to share my heart rate by sending it to another Apple Watch wearer? No.
Do I want to pay for things or open a door with my watch? No, I’m actually good.
Do I want to look like a Dick (Tracy) talking into my wrist? No.
*Disclaimer: If there’s an app to stuff a jolly jumbuck into my tucker bag Waltzing Matilda style
I could be convinced…
©Steve Williams 2015