The Smart Phone
I've been opposed to the smart phone for quite some time now. Who needs all those gadgets? Really? Perhaps these are just the bitter ramblings of a jealous girlfriend (Boyfriend's iPhone receives quite a bit of attention), but I feel like a phone should be just that: a phone.
Technically my phone could be considered a smart phone. It's an old-school Blackberry. It looks kind of like this (only imagine dropping it at least 52 times and leaving it overnight in a rain puddle outside your apartment):
The only reason I purchased such a nice phone was because it was on super sale. Also, it was the first phone in 5 years of cellphone owning that I had ever purchased (my parents gifted me my original phone when I began driving, and as my friends upgraded to new phones over the years I used their hand-me-downs). Also, I had just accidentally flushed my latest hand-me-down phone down the toilet.
Anyways, I have a fancy phone, but basically all I use it for is phone calls and texting. No internet for me. And I've been JUST FINE with that... until recently.
You see, I'm a texter. Especially in class. Especially in 4 hour long grad school classes. And, while the full keyboard my phone offers is most excellent for texting purposes, its keys are noisy. Don't get me wrong, I still loathe touch screens (my fumble fingers can't ever seem to hit the right "buttons"). But they sure are handy when you want to be sneaky.
Also, during my job interview on Friday, I was left in a room with a paper application to fill out, and I did not have nearly any of the information I needed to do it. The address and phone number for my previous places of employment? No clue. I sure coulda used the internet then. But instead, my noises keys and I frantically texted my friends so they could search the information on their respective smart phones and then get back to me. And I survived.
I will hold out as long as I can before I give in to you, smart phone.
Technically my phone could be considered a smart phone. It's an old-school Blackberry. It looks kind of like this (only imagine dropping it at least 52 times and leaving it overnight in a rain puddle outside your apartment):
The only reason I purchased such a nice phone was because it was on super sale. Also, it was the first phone in 5 years of cellphone owning that I had ever purchased (my parents gifted me my original phone when I began driving, and as my friends upgraded to new phones over the years I used their hand-me-downs). Also, I had just accidentally flushed my latest hand-me-down phone down the toilet.
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| RIP Nokia. Best phone I ever had. |
You see, I'm a texter. Especially in class. Especially in 4 hour long grad school classes. And, while the full keyboard my phone offers is most excellent for texting purposes, its keys are noisy. Don't get me wrong, I still loathe touch screens (my fumble fingers can't ever seem to hit the right "buttons"). But they sure are handy when you want to be sneaky.
Also, during my job interview on Friday, I was left in a room with a paper application to fill out, and I did not have nearly any of the information I needed to do it. The address and phone number for my previous places of employment? No clue. I sure coulda used the internet then. But instead, my noises keys and I frantically texted my friends so they could search the information on their respective smart phones and then get back to me. And I survived.
I will hold out as long as I can before I give in to you, smart phone.
Comments
I am addicted to the internet enough...I don't need the ability to get on here "real quick" while at a red light.
But, then, I was not exactly a whiz on my old Dumbphone either.
LOVE,
DAD