This is a problem I think we can all relate to. I was a late adopter of the smartphone, so I always prided myself on how fast I could get in and out of the toilet. Now that I have a phone that can connect to all of human knowledge toilet time has grown longer and longer.

Except when I forget to bring my phone in, then it just feels like the longest most boring experience ever. I guess that’s why back in the day there would always be a stack of magazines for emergency perusal and wiping.

Oh and we’re at the Tauranga Zinefest this weekend! See you there!


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Crap! I forgot to bring my cellphone in with me.

This is what solitary confinement must feel like.