The end of a relationship

It's been a bit traumatic for me the past few days. I'm having to say goodbye to a long time companion. It's not easy, but i told Jack last night i would be an adult and move on.

I have had the same cell phone for 6 years. It's tiny. Comparatively speaking. See ...

It fit well in any pocket which was a good thing. I could never hear it ring. So when i was out if i wanted to hear it in case anyone called i needed it to fit in my pocket. It has no camera. Can't play music. And doesn't even know what the internet is. As cell phones come this one i could get along with. I felt i knew more then it.

Alas though, it met an untimely injury. In December it took a tumble off the love seat in the den, right into a cup of tea. Tell me how this happened? Big floor, lots of space for it to fall. Really, right into the mug of tea? How???? Well, i guess because it was time for me to get a new phone, for whatever reason, and God knew there was no way i was giving it up on my own. It worked pretty well once i dried it out. But the screen would get goofy every once in a while, and it would just shut itself off randomly, all on its own. So, new phone.


Got a free one. Not paying for something i don't really like. Has a camera. Can play music, if i ever get around to putting some on there. Does not have the ringtone i had, darn. And i'm not sure if it knows about the internet, but i'm not anxious to find out.

I will miss my little phone. Despite my rejection of technology i can't get away with not having one. It's the phone for my job. Although hardly anyone ever calls it for that. I am keeping it though. Just in case i can't get along with the new one.