I now have two phones. One is a fancy, bells-and-whistles sort of deal: it blinks, and croons, and gets my attention with pretty little animated graphics. It begs me to use it's 3 mega-pixel camera. It intermittently reminds me that it can disseminate Microsoft Office documents, fax things, do the laundry, order pizza from the moon....
It winks at me in the dark from my bedside table.
Frankly, it's a bit of a lemon (I won't tell you what kind it is 'cause, well frankly... they're listening....) and lately, besides Spark, hardly anyone calls me on it.
The other is black; mat and jet; simple. Flip it open: keypad, back-lit cool blue, with simple ring-tones. It's battery lasts for friggin' days.
It cost me about 10 times less* than the giggle-me-widget contraption, and when it goes off, people offer me money.
I like the money phone.
* This is a bit of a lie. It would have cost me about 10 times more to buy the uber-phone, but it's getting whittled down in instalments, and I fully intend to skip the country before come close to even a fraction of the contract.
I recently got a money phone as well. It has quickly become my favorite personal item. Even the annoying ring doesn't annoy me now that it sounds more like a cash register.
Posted by: Del | February 19, 2007 at 19:01