Thursday, September 1, 2011

Now I REALLY Hate Cell Phones...

So I already get gouged by my cell phone carrier...but who doesn't? I wish I didn't need one but I work all the time and still have two teens at home and a husband I see twice a week when we high five each other passing in and out the door when one of us is leaving for work and the other is coming home. It's hard to boss a husband around when you don't have a cell phone, we quit answering our house phone over a year ago because it is always someone wanting money and since we are in short supply it's simply easier to let the recorder pick up.
I kept the same cell phone for five years...it was a rotary dial. One of the servers borrowed my phone at work one night to look up another server's phone number and  kept running her finger down the screen saver expecting the screen to move. I told her it was a rotary dial  and had to show her how to find my contact list.

Massey had a blackberry  Tim had gotten at his old job four years ago and we switched it to our plan when he didn't need it anymore( the only perk he got from THAT job.)  The blackberry lasted a heck of a lot longer than the job and after three years it stopped working. Massey insisted we do the free upgrade (of course to her benefit) and she got a new phone that didn't have internet but allowed her to post on Face Book and Twitter. Then I dropped my rotary dial cell one night pumping gas after work and had problems with it for six more months when Massey pointed  out Tim , Zach and I had never upgraded. Back to Verizon we went and after plopping down $53.00 with a $50.00 mail in rebate I took her phone and she got the one she REALLY wanted.
I still haven't learned how to use the key board. Who's fingers are that tiny besides Tinkerbell's? Of course she had thrown away the manual that came with it...

"Teens don't need no stinkin' manual...they know EVERYTHING."

Tim still has his rotary dial cell and is  learning how to text ...well at least how to ANSWER one. I have my sidekick, Massey who tutors me every day in "Cell phone 101." If I didn't have her I don't know if I would be able to call 911. She has taught me amazing things like "Cha-Cha" (it's like texting the wizard of Oz) and how to use 'word' when sending a text (more magic.)

She might be a slob around the house but she sure comes in handy when I need tech support!

When I upgraded and took her old phone I was most upset that I had lost my ringtone..."Creep" by Radio Head. All my contacts transferred , my pics were lost but most were on my computer anyway . I just missed hearing "I'm a Creep...I'm a weirdo."  It was my mantra...it is ME..it was "MY' ringtone and  made me smile every time it went off.

When I had my OLD OLD cell phone my ringtone was "American Pie" by Don McClean. That's another fave of mine...The history of my childhood in a rockin' kick butt song!

I  never have my cell phone on anything but vibrate unless I am home but it still sounds better than that ring tone that sounds like my parent's wall phone ringing in the kitchen in 1965 or any of the other stupid ring tones that come installed on your cell phone.

It may sound crazy but as I type this  "American Pie" is playing on the radio in my kitchen... call it Karma, call it Fate or call it a Wonderful song.

Since I pay Verizon way too much money to keep in touch with my teens and harass my poor husband I just want my ringtone back. I decided to go back to American Pie. When I downloaded it six years ago it was simple and free. I spent two hours tonight searching for a free download...went through the first five google searches for free downloads. At the end of each was a button saying "Click to accept terms of contract."
Are you kidding me?
You rape me financially month by month but can't let me have "American Pie" as a ring tone for free?

Don't think I am letting this go...I feel like our congressman Westmoreland hasn't done anything in  years. He sure didn't email me back when my house was going into foreclosure and I emailed him twice. Maybe he will respond when I tell him I had to pay $1.99 for a ring tone.

What's a $1.99 when I have to pay $3.60 to fill up my  lawn mower gas can that only holds a gallon and we have been in Iraq for ten years? You do the math.

Til next time...COTTON







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