February 10, 2006 § 8 Comments
My cell phone died yesterday. It has been slowly committing suicide. First the personalize ring tone function stopped working, then the bluetooth quit for no apparent reason, and finally it decided to reboot itself whenever it felt like it (most likely during a phone call). Finally, when my sister called yesterday to tell me the good news, the damn thing wouldn’t answer a call. Like the "hello! I’m ringing, but haha! The talk button no longer works, sucka!" kind of not answering.
I pretty much had it by then, so I went and picked up a new phone on the way home. That was the painless part – I was in and out in 15 minutes. But switching from Nokia (aka "cell phones for dummies") to a Motorola is a little aggravating. The buttons are in the wrong places, I have to take extra steps to get to a feature, I can’t figure out the bluetooth yet, etc.
It’s not like I hate it. I mean, it was cheap, I at least know how to make a phone call, and it works. The boy has the black version (mine is silver – duh, so we don’t get confused) and I’ve been bugging the hell out of him with faqs. The change, though, it’s a little disturbing.