I called my husband on my cell phone. Just as it rang his office our landline rang, so I hung up to answer the other phone. It stopped ringing before I got to the end of the hall.
So I went back to my bedroom to call my husband again. Just as it rang his office the landline rang again. "Must be the same caller," I guessed, and ran down the hall to answer it. It stopped ringing just before I got there. Don't you hate that?
So I called my husband one more time and as I did the landline rang again and this time I answered before it stopped ringing. It was me.
All right, so I'm not the brightest bulb in the box.
Cell phones are new to me. They may have been around for years, but until recently I never really used one. Far from being a great leap for me into the world of technology, it's turned out to be a source of mental pain for my tech-minded husband.
"Woman, why did you get a cell phone if you never take it with you when you leave the house?"
"I keep forgetting it."
Then, "Woman, why didn't you answer your cell phone today when I called you at home?"
"It was in my purse and I couldn't hear it." I'd put it there so I'd remember to take it with me when I left home.
Then, someone will ask me what my cell phone number is. I'll say, "I don't know," and then ask my husband what it is.
"You don't know your own phone number?"
"I never call myself." Well, not until recently.
I've been pondering the wonder of my cell phone. My husband calls it a 'razor' even though it doesn't look anything like one. It looks more like a cigarette lighter-a bright pink cigarette lighter with flowers on it making it a 'girlie' phone according to my husband.
It does a lot of neat things, but I can't tell you what. I've taken a few pictures and stored them. It took me three months to find out exactly WHERE I stored them.
I tried to turn the ringer down once and took a picture of my eye.
The best thing about the cell phone is that I can call five people anytime I want from anywhere I want. These people are called my 'favorites,' but it wasn't a contest. I don't really know more than five people I'd call anytime anywhere anyway.
So I was very proud of myself when I brought the phone home…until my husband asked me what plan I got. "Plan?"
"Yes. How much will this cost us every month?"
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