I wear a phone holder on my belt. There are arm bands, fanny packs, flat stretchy belt-adjacent things. Products exist. We just haven’t achieved critical mass of women not interested in carrying purses who are interested in spending the extra shopping effort to find pants or cardigans or button up shirts with near-waist-level pockets (I am discounting boob pockets here).

Graphical operating systems weren’t a thing when the actually floppy discs were dominant. When icons started to be developed, the hard encased discs were the thing people were using.

It’s not about the driver experience, it’s about the road inspection. If the patient has a pre-cancerous polyp the inspector sees, they will cut it out, problem averted. If the patient has a pre-cancerous polyp obscured by stool, it gets missed and then in a few years turns to cancer. And survival rates for colon cancer are depressingly low.

I work in a manufacturing plant. I am not a programmer, but I work with several supporting my projects on the manufacturing equipment. I find it wild that they stay in the front office building all the time, and are generally resistant to coming out on the plant floor and seeing the physical stuff being made because of their programs. That’s the best part IMO!

I work at a multi-bilion dollar company that would crash to a halt if our Cobol + assembly language Unisys system written in the 80s went offline. It’s hard to predict what will become difficult to replace, but some code has extraordinary staying power.