TheBoySaunders.com

Mobile phones suck. We’ve all known this for years, and yet we have to tolerate them because they’ve become such an essential part of existence that we wouldn’t be able to live a proper life without one. Like taxes, birth control and Eastenders we just have to grin and bear them as necessary evils.

Personally, I am prepared to tolerate mobiles on the condition that they are seen and not heard. So long as we each stick to this rule, mobiles and I have an uneasy truce and, yes, at times even enjoy each other’s company.

It wasn’t always this way. Until the age of 22 I stubbornly refused to even contemplate the possibility of purchasing one. Luckily, whilst living in Australia, an American girl called Dana, who possessed the world’s most annoying voice, gave me one for free. Or so I thought, until she left Australia and announced that I could pay all her outstanding debts in return. And then I drunk too much at a work Christmas party and fell on top of the phone, smashing it irreperably. Ho-hum.

By this time I had begun to see the point of having a mobile phone, bought another one, and my text life continued happily enough for the next few years. Every now and then I would upgrade to a slightly better model - my second mobile, for example, had predictive text, which was confusing at first but quickly made things a lot easier. That phone lasted a little while before I moved to Croydon and got a mobile equipped complete with the world’s crappiest camera. This kept me amused for a while, but then I noticed it kept doing annoying things. These included:

1. Deleting my entire sim card, for no reason other than spite.
2. Periodically refusing to work for hours at a time.
3. Having a screen that couldn’t be seen outside of daylight hours. Bright daylight hours, mind.

As such, just before Christmas, I upgraded again. And this time, my phone could do this:

Which has simultaneously provided me with hours of fun, whilst also dispelling the myth that I can’t tapdance. Enjoy!

This entry was posted on Friday, January 19th, 2007 at 6:57 am and is filed under Reasons to be Cheerful. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed. You can leave a response, or trackback from your own site.