Just recently, I learned that I was misinterpreting one of my favorite iPhone apps. The first one I check when I get up in the morning.
Chances are — you’re doing it too.
The above picture is recognizable to more people in the U.S. than their State Senators.
This post deals with an app that I launch first thing every morning and have misinterpreted its information for over 15 years.
This revelation isn’t going to: bring world peace, curb inflation, cause sexual disfunction,or make you leave your partner. It may even confuse you at first.
But once you get use to the change, you’ll thank me.
The Big FYI:
“Everybody talks about the weather but no one does anything about it” (Charles Dudley Warner) was a phrase my mother use to quote.
My family was made up of transplanted New Englanders finding the New Jersey Shore quite tropical. Foul weather meant either rain, which the whole family hated after the first couple of drops that chased us from the beach or the long cold winter rain induced by the Atlantic Ocean.
Rare winter snow all but paralyzed the shore communities. Inadaquate snow removal equitment and the tendency for the local government to allocate tax dollars for the summer tourist attractions didn’t bode well for acquiring any additional plows in the near future.
My father had to shovel a path to free the car from the confines of a snow blocked driveway. After that, he and some ofthe other men on our block shoveled the street as often as not. I was of little help until becomming a teenager when the responsibility shifted to me.
That was years and years ago.
The iPhone came out in 2007 with a weather app. The app was activated by touching a circle picture of a puffy white cloud, partially obscuring a bright sun in a blue sky. By opening the app you’d find out the temperature and other pertinent information for an understanding of what the day portended weather wise.