[I check the Heat
and I Replace The Fuse]
and I Replace The Fuse]
I have a strange relationship with my cellphone. I realize I need it, but I could care less where it is - till I have to make a call or text somebody. Kinda like the nice, to-the-point note the maintenance guy left me a few days ago, [above] I'm very to the point with the cellie, doing nothing I needn't do with it.
But it's never been like this before; I was always super-excited by cellphones before. Shoot, I remember getting my first cellie like it was yesterday. Leaving the AT&T store all those years ago, I could hardly keep my hands off it while driving home. Sure, everything was green and black on the display, and it was built like and shaped like a brick, but I couldn't get enough of it. I discovered every single one of its 'advanced' features that same night. The plans they had back then were horrendously expensive and I was roaming everywhere, but I didn't mind it one bit.
Every single year after that first cellie, I got a new one. The only other one I remember after that first one had *gasp* a color display! I thought that was the coolest thing I'd ever seen. And I could actually check, using the phone, how many minutes I had left for the month?! And send SMSs?! I was untouchable!!
Then Motorola came out with a phone that could actually play MP3s and was sync-ed through a then new-ish iTunes, and I had to get it. Truth be told, that was a sorry excuse for a phone, but I kept it for an entire year and a half, till I got the best phone I've ever had, a Sony Ericsson Walkman phone, which I kept for Lord knows how long.
But here's the thing about the Sony - it did everything so well, fulfilled my meager needs so completely, that I had no desire to get another for the longest - until it called it quits. After that, I lost all interest in cellphones, and I don't understand why.
I play with my friends' and workmates' smart-phones all the time, all the while oooh-ing and aaah-ing at how cool they are. I played with Crackberries, iPhones, Droids and everything in between and soon realized that I have the sh*ttiest phone I know. My lil' cousin has a better phone than I. Shoot, I don't even have a data plan! But does that bother me? Not one bit.
Am I losing my techie edge? I sure hope not. At least I keep abreast of other things like computers, but I'm still a far cry from how I used to be like. Help me, Steve Jobs. Help me, Bill Gates. Hell, help me, Tom Cruise.*