Last weekend I tried to have a “no phone” evening and just chill with my TV for a change. I thought it’d be relaxing, but wow, it felt like going back in time. The TV had no idea what I wanted to watch, and every show it suggested was totally random. I ended up scrolling through menus for half an hour before giving up. Then I opened my phone, and the first thing that popped up on my feed was a short video about the exact hobby I’d been thinking about earlier that day. My phone nailed it instantly. It’s kind of wild how it feels like it actually knows me — my routines, moods, even my sense of humor. The TV, on the other hand, feels like it’s stuck in 2010, guessing blindly.