My Own Personal Hell

This post makes me sound totally spoiled, shallow, and addicted to convenience.

And I’m ok with that.

About two weeks ago I noticed my phone had trouble charging.   I hooked up a clever little rubber-band system to help the contacts meet.  It looked silly and worked only most of the time, so I strolled into Tmobile where they reminded me I chose not to buy phone insurance.  Luckily, our contract is up in about 7 weeks.  But seven weeks is a long time in non-working-phone-land.  Mike and I looked at some options and decided to wait things out with my selectively working phone.

Yesterday (after the onset of a migraine aura and before I laid down to nap through it) my lovely phone refused to charge no matter what I did to it, how many rubber bands I hooked up to it, whatever new charger I tried…. no charge.

Meanwhile Mike’s exact phone, purchased on the exact same day, holds up fine with a weird smirk on it’s stupid touchscreen.

Thanks to Tmobile’s amazing customer loyalty program and our new two-year contract, new models are on the way! But since these new phones are a hot commodity and back-ordered, we need to wait a week for their arrival.

In the meantime?

I’m back in the stone age of phones.  I might as well be using the Zach Morris monstrosity, because my little POS does just about nothing but make phone calls.  What kind of phone is that?!  After about 18 months of smart phone privileges complete with twitter usage (some might call addiction), Facebook notifications, Instagram pictures, emails read/typed/sent, music played, maps, apps, and the occasional downloaded game — I’m lost!  I went from smart phone everything to a loaner flip-phone from the past.

::ahem:: Here are my fancy phone tricks, currently:

There are 25 major cities to chose from as your locale, NYC being the closest to me.  Is DC really not worthy of the list?

I can check current weather!  But only for NYC, as it is my “local” city.

I text by pressing numbers repeatedly to choose the next letter in the alphabet.  Average text takes seven minutes, including accidentally deleting the whole thing and starting over (which happens often).

I would use the slide out keyboard if it didn’t cause me to loose the entire text I already created deleted created.

It runs on 1G if I want to try to access the internet through some DOS-looking program, then wait 2 minutes for any page to load.

There is one default ring-tone (but 8 alarm sounds!).

Don’t even ask me about the “camera.”

A week is a long time in flip-phone land.

I’m in my own personal phone hell.

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