Here’s the thing: I’m usually a self-aware person. Pathetically so.
I’m the type that will dissect every little thing I say throughout the day to make sure that everything is above board. Sometimes I’ll even replay my most awkward memories out in my head just to give my present day self a healthy dose of second-hand embarrassment. (It keeps me humble, after all.)
So, you can understand my confusion when I came to the totally shocking and earth-shattering realisation that I am a total and utter hypocrite. Not even a small one. A giant one. With egg smeared all over her face.
Of course, this realisation did not occur until I challenged my partner to see if he was up for taking Optus Pause for a test drive.
Let me explain.
Up until this point, there’s always been one thing that I’ve come to believe as absolute truth — I have excellent self-control when it comes to electronic devices and my partner, Josh, well... does not.
How could he when there seems to be an unspoken rule that men are in approximately 535 groups chats with the same friends (just in different combinations, give or take a few additions), talking about the same stuff at every second of the day?
Well, apparently, he can.
So, when I asked him if he was up for this little experiment, he agreed on one condition — we compare our phone usage.
And this is where things took a turn for the worst: