Smashed Berry
Posted by Rachel Balducci in Family on Wednesday, January 20, 2010 5:30 PM
While some of the ladies have been discussing teens and technology limits, I have been in self-imposed exile thanks to a faulty rollerball on my Blackberry cellphone.
The ball fell out yesterday and today I tried to “fix it” using superglue. You can imagine how unfixed my phone now is. It is incredibly frustrating to see a new text on the screen, but be unable to see all of the text or even reply. Because the cursor doesn’t move, there is just about nothing the phone can do.
“All this thing is good for,” I told myself this afternoon, “is making phone calls!”
Sad but true—my phone is now substandard because it can *only* call people (and the only way I can get it to dial is to use voice command, which can be pretty sketchy).
I was thinking back to the years before I had the boys. When I was pregnant with our oldest, I was a graduate student in a town almost two hours away. For my last quarter of classes, I commuted twice a week while green with morning sickness. I would drive the country roads to the state university, while pregnant—and none of it with a cellphone! How did I survive? I remember a few times stopping at a Hardee’s on the way to check in with my husband and let him know when I’d be home.
And now, here I am having gone nearly five hours with no cellphone and I’m almost hyperventilating. When will I get a new one? How long can this go on?
I guess if anyone really needs to get in touch they can, you know, call my house. I will be here, unable to leave until my new phone arrives.
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