Two thirds of Brits crippled by mobile phone loss terror
Nomophobia is on the rise in the UK, with 66 per cent of the population suffering from a fear of being without their mobile phones.
The condition, which takes its name from an abbreviation of "no-mobile-phone phobia", refers to the anxiety felt when batteries die or blowers go missing.
The number of sufferers has risen from 53 per cent in 2008 to the current two thirds mark, according to a recent survey from SecurEnvoy.
The security firm asked 1000 people about their mobile phone habits, 1163 participants fewer than the 4-year-old YouGov survey, but we won't judge the scientific accuracy here.
Turns out, women are now most worried about losing their phones, with 70 per cent labelled nomophobic compared to 61 per cent of blokes. You really can't survive without that bulge in your pocket can you?
41 per cent even said they had two phones in a bid to stay more connected.
The number of mobile users is perpetually on the rise - it was recently reported that half the UK population now owns a smartphone. Therefore, with more of our everyday tasks ported to high-tech blowers, the rise of nomophobia is perhaps unsurprising. ®
I have pratophobia, an irrational fear of people who invent imaginary medical conditions, by taking the name of something that scares them and sticking -ophobia on the end. There are an infinite number of things that a person could be scared by, and that does not justify adding an infinite number of new "medical conditions" to the dictionary.
As with most phobias, anybody who actually "suffers" from this, needs to grow up a bit and stop being such a f***ing princess.
I rarely post on the reg
out of fear of chronic Votedownaphobia
If I have to get out of the way of one more...
...iTwat trying to walk, whilst keeping socially abreast and with in ear headphones on, I'll ram the damn thing up their a*** and they won't have to worry about losing it anymore.
Don't worry, there's a cure
Don't worry, there's a cure.
Get a girlfriend of a certain age, and give her your mobile number.
Wait until you hit 10 texts a day about nothing, interrupting your flow state at work, meetings, nights out with the lads, or even early nights. When the average text contains more "lol"s and "x"s than words, you're ready.
Lose your phone now. It'll be a severe fucking relief.
No worries here, only have one for work. It goes off at 5 PM Friday, on again Monday morning.
I sleep very soundly.
Also I have no friends.