Tuesday, March 11, 2008

Kicking my crack habit


Okay, so I don't really have a crackberry. I'm such a poser. It's actually T-mobile's crappier version called the MDA. I don't think they even make them anymore.
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It all started in 2004 when my company (at the time) decided that everyone had to get a Treo so that we could be accessed anytime, anyplace. As if my job was a matter of national security or something. (insert eye roll)
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When I moved to my new company no one could figure out how to make my Treo work with my email. After all, we're only IT consultants. Why would we know how to do something fancy-schmancy like that!? Eventually I went to the MDA, still couldn't get work email, but I could get my Yahoo mail and surf the internet. Well...it was more like wading very slowly through quicksand rather than "surfing". Now I only use the internet feature to cheat at trivia night or to settle late night bar bets about who the hot chick was in that one 80's movie. We're talking about very important stuff here!
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So a few weeks ago when my phone started beeping and telling me it had "dangerously low storage" every 3 seconds I realized it might be time to start looking for a new one. Who keeps a phone for over a year these days anyway? But a funny thing happened when I got to the T-Mobile store. I started looking at the Blackberries (or is it Blackberrys?) and thinking how I didn't want to learn a new phone. Heck, I've had my MDA for a year and a half and I still don't know how to use most of the features. The internet access had stopped working a few weeks ago, it would no longer download my yahoo mail, there wasn't enough storage space to take pictures, I could only access my address book 50% of the time, and it took 5 minutes just to send a text message.
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And that's when the little tree on my shoulder spoke to me. (Actually I think it was taunting me.) "I thought you were simplifying? I thought you were saving money? I thought you were trying to get away from all that junk The Man tells you you need but don't?" Damn that noisy little tree!
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I'm now the proud owner of a smaller, less fancy, cheaper cell phone. And yet it still makes phone calls. Beautiful.

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