Here is my old cell phone. (*tear)
You see the liquid looking stuff swimming around in the inside?? Yeah... that would be cranberry juice.
Yesterday morning, I tossed my old cell on the passenger seat beside me. Normal every day occurrence.
I placed my morning cranberry juice in the cup holder. (What?! I'm a teacher. I don't pee all day... gotta keep the bladder infections away one way or another.)
I head down the curvy road to work.
(Did I mention curvy??)
Yeah... so I head around a curve and my cell phone slides across my seat and plunk into my juice it goes.
I seriously froze. I looked at my cell phone with bubbles coming up from it and I froze. All I could think was, "I'm in my cute white sundress ...and that cranberry juice it red ...and I don't want that on me... and I don't want have anything to dry it off with ...and OH MY GOSH!! MY PHONE!!"
I then pulled it out holding it above the cup juice dripping from it. I couldn't believe that I had stopped to think about what I was going to do which made my phone more of a goner.
...but it forced me into a decision that I was dragging my feet on.
I purchased a "smart" phone almost 6 weeks ago.
My goal was to lower my payment... but I had technical difficulty and the company had to keep sending me new SIM cards. After 4 attempts, I gave up on it. I carried around my "dumb" phone to make calls on and carried my new phone for all of the other cool features.
I guess you could say it allowed me to ease myself into it.
But yesterday... the "easing in" ended abruptly.
I'm still recovering from the undecided change, but I'm happy to report that my new phone pairs to my new car... so I won't be leaving it in my seat for it to find my cranberry juice.
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