Saturday, December 5, 2009

Cell Phone

I just got my work cell phone in the mail.
It’s a snazzy, touch-screen phone. I had been calling it the “the poor man’s iPhone,” until I saw its hefty price tag. (Let’s just say I’m grateful that work is paying for it.)
The phone can load your e-mail, take pictures and video, give you driving directions, and tell you the weather.
And it can also humiliate you.
When everyone asked me how I liked the phone, I could only respond, “I’d like it more if I could figure out how to turn the darn thing on!”
I consulted the directions, located the power switch, and charged it for hours. And still, nothing.
Finally, I scooped up the phone and the box with all the accessories, and I brought it to the store. And with my pride decreasing every second, I handed everything to the clerk and asked, “Um, how do I turn this on?”
She told me that I needed to put in the battery first. Before I could process that thought, she had already popped it in and handed the phone back to me, smiling.
And then I said, “So all those hours I spent charging the phone….?"
“…yeah, that did nothing,” she finished my sentence.
I have no shame. But at least I have a working phone now.

8 comments:

Crazy Shenanigans said...

Haha, well at least you have a working phone now!

southeastcountrywife said...

haha, that is funny...but sad. :)

Allison said...

I would totally do that. Remember the saying is humble PIE. Go eat some pie.

Jenna said...

Oh that's too good! Love it!

nanny said...

How funny.....I have a touch screen samsung and sometimes I threaten to touch it with a hammer/ha

Erin said...

Haha I would be all stubborn and insist on figuring it all out myself!

Tiffany said...

Oh my gosh! So annoying!! The bright side is, you have a phone that works...

Jen's Farmily said...

hee hee. Too funny!! At least you were woman enough to ask for help! ;)