The Power of Oblivious

Every morning, I jump on the train to commute to work, and this includes using the subway when I hit downtown Toronto.

Every morning, without fail, I look around and see faces buried in phones. What the owners of the phones are doing, who knows?

It may be important – a sales presentation in need of fine-tuning before a make-or-break meeting. Or an email response to a social media crisis. Or, perhaps, simply texting a friend or loved one.

More often than not, it’s playing one of the many addic...