Dirty pictures, dirty texts, top secret work info, contact information for who knows who—our phones are like little vaults containing all our most super top secret important info. And yet...
A good friend of mine recently woke up to find he'd left his phone (a Blackberry, sucker!) at some girl's apartment, in a state of drunken oblivion the night before. Obviously the phone is just brimming with all manner of juicy and inappropriate text messages. And she's been reading them, no doubt. Which serves him right... right?
His is a textbook case for keeping your smartphone password protected. The thing is, I can totally understand why it wasn't. Mine isn't either. Sure, I've tried it before. But usually the password only lasts a day; entering in that little 4-digit code every time I want to check my email or texts or Twitter or whatever—it is just too annoying. Exasperating. Luckily, I'm more careful with who gets their grubby mits on my iPhone.
Do you password protect yours?