Apr 12, 2005 17:17
My mobile phone is refusing to turn on. I think it may actually be broken. I've only had it for four bloody months. I didn't even mistreat it... apart from undercharging it a few times before taking it off charge, overcharging it once, and accidentaly dropping it on the floor once.
I'm sick of the damn things anyway. I'm sick of the way you can no longer get a moment's peace without someone getting in touch with you. I'm sick of the fact that, if you haven't got a mobile, you're completely out of the social loop. I'm sick of the fact that the networks have started introducing minimum top-ups (usually £10, but on 3 network, £15). I'm sick of all the options modern phones have that you'd never use anyway - it's a phone, not a bloody camera!
They're the scourge of modern life, peeps, and, if I could not have one, *and* avoid the risk of becoming a social outcast, I'd jump for joy that the bastard's dead. I'm going to hit it now, to see if that makes it work.