Mobile phone disasters
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How has a mobile phone wrecked your life?
( , Thu 30 Jul 2009, 12:14)
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How has a mobile phone wrecked your life?
( , Thu 30 Jul 2009, 12:14)
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hoo, boy...
This one takes me back. It was about the time when I received my second mobile phone. Prior to this one, I'd only had a Nokia 3310. My father told me I could have a better phone, once I'd shown I was mature and sensible enough to have a phone. Eventually, I'd proven to him that I was not only mature and sensible enough to have a better one, I was mature and sensible enough to have the BEST one.
I forget what it was, since it was a while ago, and I'm not the best guy to speak to when it comes to phones. Anyway, at the time, it was an absolutely amazing thing to behold. Small, sleek, silver and slidy, it was possibly the best piece of technology that my pubescent eyes had seen.
Now, as any phone does, it had a lot of phonecalls to look forward to. And by "a lot", I mean "not very many". For one afternoon, I got a phonecall from my friend, who asked me to meet up. It was Summer, so I was dying to meet up with some chums, and have some banter. However, the invitation was pretty short notice, and I had to meet within ten minutes of getting the call. So I ran over to his house.
On the way, though, I had to cross the busiest highway in my area. When I ran across, my beautiful little phone slipped out of my pocket, and clattered dully onto the road. As I turned my head and gasped, melodramatically, I saw (not a car, not a van, not a lorry but) an eighteen wheeler truck plowing into my phone. As soon as it drove by, I stared at the road. There it was. My lovely little phone's crippled carcass scattered all across the road.
R.I.P. Patrick the phone, 2003-2003. ;'(
( , Thu 30 Jul 2009, 23:22, 3 replies)
This one takes me back. It was about the time when I received my second mobile phone. Prior to this one, I'd only had a Nokia 3310. My father told me I could have a better phone, once I'd shown I was mature and sensible enough to have a phone. Eventually, I'd proven to him that I was not only mature and sensible enough to have a better one, I was mature and sensible enough to have the BEST one.
I forget what it was, since it was a while ago, and I'm not the best guy to speak to when it comes to phones. Anyway, at the time, it was an absolutely amazing thing to behold. Small, sleek, silver and slidy, it was possibly the best piece of technology that my pubescent eyes had seen.
Now, as any phone does, it had a lot of phonecalls to look forward to. And by "a lot", I mean "not very many". For one afternoon, I got a phonecall from my friend, who asked me to meet up. It was Summer, so I was dying to meet up with some chums, and have some banter. However, the invitation was pretty short notice, and I had to meet within ten minutes of getting the call. So I ran over to his house.
On the way, though, I had to cross the busiest highway in my area. When I ran across, my beautiful little phone slipped out of my pocket, and clattered dully onto the road. As I turned my head and gasped, melodramatically, I saw (not a car, not a van, not a lorry but) an eighteen wheeler truck plowing into my phone. As soon as it drove by, I stared at the road. There it was. My lovely little phone's crippled carcass scattered all across the road.
R.I.P. Patrick the phone, 2003-2003. ;'(
( , Thu 30 Jul 2009, 23:22, 3 replies)
I think you'll find
the Nokia 3310 *is* the best phone.
I ordered one yesterday :-)
( , Fri 31 Jul 2009, 11:48, closed)
the Nokia 3310 *is* the best phone.
I ordered one yesterday :-)
( , Fri 31 Jul 2009, 11:48, closed)
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