My cell phone died last night. Multiple times, in fact. First, I dropped it, and the metal hinge shattered (it's a Motorola Razr V3). It still worked, but was kind of falling apart, so I was (gingerly) able to keep texting for the rest of the night.
Then, grawling into bed, drunk, after the election, I knocked over a pint glass of water onto the thing, further frying it. I don't remember doing this (that champagne toast was NOT needed, lol), but I woke up to find a big wet spot on the carpet and a fritzing-out phone in a pool of water.
So, my coworker Jess and I ran over to Verizon (she had to return something, I needed a phone) a few minutes ago, and as a Curve user she sold me on buying one. I had to sign a contract (I'd been month-to-month since my first two year contract ended something like two years ago), but after a prior credit and a mail in rebate I'm out a whopping $3. And, turns out Mellon offers an employee discount, so most of the $30 upcharge for data access for the Blackberry was offset by that discount.
I feel kind of like a tool - I've got a bit of Thoreau in me, and the fact that I can now be reached via email (well, as soon as I bother to set it up) 24/7 from anywhere in the world sort of makes me uncomfortable. I've always laughed at Blackberry addicts, and realistically I give it two weeks until I'm one of them.
Still... It's kinda cool.
Oh, and by the way, if anyone tried to call or text me after like 11 last night, I didn't get it.
i went from having no cell phone, to just having a bare-bones cell phone, to a Moto Q9 in about the span of two years. you can keep the Thoreau, since during his two years in the woods, he still made trips to town for supplies quite often. at least, that's what i tell myself