Serial Phone Love

I got to work this morning, and to my utter dismay, my brand new phone seemed to have ended our relationship for good. It seems to have walked away! It's not like I am not good enough for it. It's sleek design, purplish hue, and beautifully lit screen was so very sexy. I kid you not! I had great admiration for how this little piece of technology enhanced my life. So why did it just walk away? Without even texting me!

Well it seems that I am partly to blame. When I hooked up with this new sassy piece of technology just last week I thought it important that I support it with an 'all leather' carry case with a handy clip to attach to the outside pocket of my equally sexy Lululemon gym bag. Maybe, and it wouldn't be the first time, trust me, I took advantage of the fact that it would always be safely stored there. But I guess I got careless. I didn't check on it. I didn't make sure it was there when I needed it most. Oh the agony!

I think it may have fallen out of that pocket. Or was it pushed? I don't know! What I do know is that some lovely soul who found my roadkill purple flipphone very shortly after its demise called one of my contacts to let her know he would provide a proper burial. I am relieved to know that I won't receive an exorborant long distance bill to Timbuktu.

Okay, I'll stop. It's just a phone. But I hope that he recycles.

You know what they say? There's always a lesson to be learned. :)

I am now the proud owner of a shiny new RED Blackberry Pearl. I'm telling you, it's like falling in love all over again!

The moral of the story, in case you are still able to read despite your sympathetic tears.

Always put your phone in the inside pocket of your Lululemon bag that is conveniently labeled with a diagram of a phone. It is not for your chapstick.