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What Does My Cable Doombox Say About Me?
Will I ever be ready to cut the cord?
I have a doombox about three feet from me. Well, a doombag, really.
It’s an old red insulated food bag, and it is packed to overflowing with cables. There’s RGB video connectors, and monitor cable and adapters to connect any signal from VGA to Thunderbolt to mini-HDMI. There’s also twelve foot HDMI cable in there, because size matters, and that’s why not only are there every variety of USB cable in there but they also range in length from two inches to eight feet.
I’ve had this bag for years.
Except that’s not precisely true. On a regular basis (usually before moving to a new house or apartment) I would regularly purge it. I’d pare myself down to only one of each type of cable, or sometimes even just a few cables. At this point it is very likely that none of the cables in the current doombag were actually in the original doombag — making it the Doombag of Theseus, I guess.
The question is, why do I keep it?
“Doombag” is my spin on a relatively recent concept going around in ADHD circles thanks to a Facebook post. I don’t have ADHD, but it’s also not an official ADHD term. TruthOrFiction.com did a great job of investigating just how it became such an active meme…
