I wasn’t head over heels in love with it, because it kept letting me down.
It kept freezing up while I pounded out text messages with my thumbs. I’d keep typing away, completely oblivious to the small fact that the words weren’t appearing on the little screen. So sometimes I sent half-baked text messages out that left my friends frightfully confused.
Yes, I had some issues with my free phone, but I was just going to hang on until my contract expired in June, and then, SWEET MERCY! That phone was going through AT&T’s front door, and I had enormous plans to walk out with something grander.
Something that didn’t lock up the keyboard during texting marathons and make me want to scream.
Apparently, I will now be moving forward with my Next Plans a little Ahead of Schedule.
And apparently Sunday mornings are not the time to have THIS HAPPEN, because every cell phone dealership in Small Town, USA is plum closed for the entire day.
Thankfully, I only took one glass shard to the thumb while I was trying to type out a brief text this morning.
Oh, yes. It still WORKS. It’s just an issue of HOW MANY GLASS SLIVERS ARE YOU WILLING TO HAVE EMBEDDED IN YOUR SKIN DEEP ENOUGH TO BRING FORTH THE BLOOD BEFORE THE DAY IS OVER that I’m dealing with today.
And no, the Jedi Manor doesn’t carry insurance on our phones, so this one will be coming out of the Grocery Budget. If y’all want to drop a meal over this week, so that the boy can have something more nutritious than air and water for dinner, feel free.