Sunday, June 10, 2012

i can't hear you

so my phone died yesterday. my beautiful (on the inside, maybe?), crappy, dumb, dumb, dumb phone finally had enough of being thrown across parking lots when i get out of the car and forget it's in my lap, being drooled on by numerous children, dropping out of pockets and bags and hands onto various types of floors, and whatever else it had to endure on a daily basis. apparently dropping calls and eating text messages was just not getting the results it wanted, so yesterday evening it up and killed its own mic. suddenly people i was talking to could hear a robotic hum at best and absolute silence at worst. it was a very sad moment when i realized that i could no longer spend months looking at different phones and pretending that i was going to buy one. the time has come when i am forced to buy one.

i've switched over to a temporary backup phone for the moment. (though i did strongly consider not doing that and actually having a valid excuse not to talk on the phone with anyone ever until i got a replacement. i really do hate telephones most of the time. it would have been perfect. unfortunately, my family is in the desert and since we have no land line, they contact me through my cell phone. though i have no problem being telephonically-unavailable to people here (because, hello? just text me.) i don't think it would work so well with a continent or two between us.)

i've never had a phone die on me before. my husband, though, has had several. he's pretty much an electronics murderer. (okay, maybe not that bad... but whatever.) i blame my phone's death on him, obviously.

*The Noise - Regina Spektor

4 comments:

  1. anonymous hippopotamusJune 10, 2012 at 8:13 PM

    lool thats funny. :D YAAAY now you will finally get a new phone. mabrook mabrook :P

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  2. no, not funny. sad. but the one i wanted to get i'd havta order online and i dunno if i should because we might be leaving and i don't want it to come when i'm not here. this whole might thing is starting to get really old.

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  3. anonymous hippopotamusJune 11, 2012 at 2:26 PM

    loool order it and have it delivered to my house. that way if you leave i'll get it and when you come back it will be here waiting for you. and if you don't leave well you'll still get it and i'll just bring it over to you.

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