My cell phone’s off and on buttons are broken. You can’t turn it off. Well, you can but it pretty much takes a trackscavator sitting on the off button, and once you get it off, you have to pray to Gee Zus that it will turn back on. So, my new modus operandi is to never turn the QWERTY thing off. My cell phone is constantly on, and since it is constantly on, I had to learn how to set it to vibrate, so it would not ring in forbidden places, like my doctors’ offices. Though I enjoy computers very much, I do not like (nor understand) cell phone operation. Sometimes when I have the QWERTY thing set on vibrate, I think someone is calling me when actually I’m having gas. It is a problem because I’m tried of answering my phone when no one is there but a fart.
Then, the volume control broke. Thankfully, it broke at full volume, and not low volume. Now, it sounds like everyone is shouting, and though I would ask people to talk more softly, I refuse because I feel like a fool. I feel like I should be able to control my own cell phone, but clearly, that is not the case. (See paragraph above)
Today, I went to the Metro PCS store here because I need a working phone or a phone I can work. There were two punks running the store. I think the owner may have been tied up in back. Neither had on work shirts to indicate that they actually worked there, and none of the phones they had in stock were better than mine with its current deficiencies. Still, I need a functioning phone, but the final blow came when I asked the faux salesman if I bought a lessor phone from him could he transfer my phone numbers.
“No, I can’t,” he said. “I just got here, and those machines are expensive.”
Did that make sense? No, not to anyone.
So, I left, and went to the grocery. I bought some of those iced cookies. I checked the label and one of those diet busters is 180 calories a piece. A PIECE. In the last hour, I have eaten TWO, some cottage cheese, and a Filipino sausage. This is after a full dinner. It is no wonder I think my cell phone is ringing all the time.