At the recent LSS@Social Media Week event, Carolyn Watt, Managing Director of Yabber, treated us to a fictional near-future account of a day in the life.  Kindly, she has allowed us to publish it here.

“I wake up shivering. I yawn. I stretch. “bbrrr”. My portal is already activated because and I am already plugged into ‘the one’, or ‘the network’ and the thermometers already know the temperature had dipped below 21 degrees so the heating has cranked itself up. I scan the screen for email, messages, news and the Newcastle results from last night.
“Tweet Manu” I say. I Tweet the Man U manager with commiserations on another defeat. What was life like before voice recognition; bring on thought recognition and give us all some peace!.
I forgot to put the bins out last night so Tesco hasn’t replenished my fridge via is chip scanners. At least it will save me money on my rubbish collection.
So its lunch at StarBucks. As a sip my Fairtrade coffee I scan the café with my mobile to pick up any latent people based meta data.
Hello Paul! The guy at the next table is hot. I scan his social networking profile – 24, the MD of a social media agency, lives in Chelsea. His DNA looks compatible with mine but damn it supports Man U.
A text from Jimmy Choo cheers me up as I pass the store. 20% voucher. I video call my best friend to show off my new purchase while Tweeting my love of all things shoes.
My mobile phone tells me the Embankment has tailbacks. I drop my solar powered pod car off at the nearest booth and walk video calling my friend in the Priory en route. She looks terrible. She says half the people there are suffering from information addiction and withdrawal and just sits quivering in the corner.
Because there’s no need for typing anymore with everything being voice activated I rattle through my to do list, Tweet my lunch order from the electronic canteen,
while also voting for a change in the law on tuna fishing. I feel so empowered being able to vote online on an policy by policy basis rather than along party political lines.
I check out the interior of my nearest dim sum restaurant, read video reviews, Tweet my friends to see if they’ve eaten there, order my G&T, dinner for 2 and download directions to plug straight into my pod car’s SatNav. I check my mobile en route to see which of my friends are in Soho via my iphone based geometric sensors.
I Tweet about the terrible service and do a video review live to discourage anybody else from going. I get 200 responses and a voucher from another dim sum round the corner offering a 50% discount on my first meal.
I’m shattered and all the Tweeting in the world doesn’t stop my Jimmy Choos hurting. I go to bed chatting with my girlfriends on video conference about their day.
Everything is wireless so I nod off mid sentence, attached to the latest technology from Japan which enables me to download the content of my dreams for interpretation in the morning on what exactly it means to dream about meerkats.