Wednesday, August 05, 2009

I broke my iphone.

I really loved my phone. Its at a friends house and he is trying to fix it but I am pretty sure its done. I only had it maybe three weeks but it was a wonderful device. It was a hand me down and didn't cost much but I still loved it.

I am back to using my Pantech and oh boy what a piece of technology this phone is. It wont let me access the internet or my mail.

I guess I'll live.

I did this to myself. I lost my temper something I haven't done in a long time but I did and my phone which I love is now broken.

Why do men have this unbelievable ability to shut down rational thinking and turn a happy women into raging psychotic who then breaks her phone.

It made a horrible cracking noise when it hit the wall.

I miss my phone. I may trade my man in for a new one.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

Hm.
Just last week my mom asked me how I like my iPhone.
I started what was going to be some babbling about how much I loved it blahblahblah and then I just decided to boil it down: "I would marry it if I could," I told her.
Seeing as how my DH has caused the same reaction in me as yours did in you, I'm wondering if that would be such a bad idea. ;->
I truly am sorry about your phone and I hope that you get another one soon.
- Melissa -

Anonymous said...

Well your man let you buy a new one, even though YOU were the one who threw it against the wall.

Its Just Water said...

And what a wonderful man he is for doing so........ Luv you.

Anonymous said...

I don't think that would be a fair trade. The phone is much more valuable than the husband!