The phone.

I normally have my phone sitting in front of me so when it rings or when I get a text I can see right away. I think I am the fastest phone picking up guy in the world, because if I am on the computer, my phone is sitting in front of me, somewhere, anywhere between me and the computer screen, somewhere within my line of vision to the screen. Whenever my phone rings or gets a text, the screen lights up before it starts to vibrate or play the ring tone, or as I recently discovered I can make it do, vibrate and ring at the same time.

I don’t have a memory card in my phone, all the pictures, contacts, texts, songs and all that are saved onto the phone. My phone is currently flashing every three seconds, and I have trained myself not to get excited and answer the phone because when I open the phone, there is just this message on the screen that says that my memory card has been removed and some settings may be changed. Whenever that message is on the screen, which is pretty much all the time, I can’t do anything else on the phone.

I always say how much I hate my phone, I mean it is shit. It will be on full battery, I’ll go to sleep and wake up and by the time I get up it is on low battery, flashing red, needing charging. It was just last night though when I realised how good my phone is, and by that I mean how used to it I am. I have had it for like three years now, and I just know how to use it, it’s great. I knew that one day I would get a new phone, that this one would break or something, but it was just last night when I was thinking about how happy I am that this phone hasn’t broken or anything and that it is still working.

It was probably within like, an hour of this positive thought that all the positive thoughts in my head went down the drain, replaced by fresh, negative, hating thoughts towards my phone. I needed a new phone six months ago when the battery decided to shit itself and go flat on occasion without warning. I needed a new phone four months ago when it would ring, I would open it and it would turn off. I needed a new phone two months ago when I started getting texts saying that I missed calls from people who never rang me, and now I need a new phone because of all those problems, and a new one, the new one being that I can’t do anything on the phone because it is actually fucked.

If you hadn’t gathered from the picture already, my phone is a Motorola Razor, probably the best phone in the world five years ago. I remember back in school when the first kid got one, it was bloody amazing. You couldn’t really do anything special on it now that I think about it, but it just looked so nice, it was so thin and small, then you’d flip it open to see the huge screen and the incredibly nice feeling buttons. Right now, the best phone in the world is definitely not the Motorola Razor, especially not mine. When you flip open my phone you see the big screen where the background should be, but isn’t because it thinks that I have a memory card with all my pictures when I really don’t. The nice feeling buttons are still there and still work but time has torn away at some of the buttons making it look ugly.

Probably the best thing that could possibly come out of this is a new phone, and why I put probably there I don’t know. I mean that is the best thing that can come out of this, obviously the second best is getting an old but working phone, the worst being the possibility of getting nothing and then I am just stuck with this broken, flashing piece of shit phone with no battery. As much as I hate it though, it is sad that I have to let it go, I mean I have always taken care of it. Never lost it, never broken it, and now as I look at it telling me that some settings may have been changed because the non existent memory card that is in it has been removed, I know that it is just trying to say goodbye.