|My New Phone|
|My Old Clunker|
But, long story short, I wanted one.
Mostly, it's my daughter's fault. She kept telling me how I was becoming out of touch. I wasn't able to text, which is all the rage now. My grandson couldn't communicate with me the way kids communicate these days.
And besides, she showed me her phone, which can connect to the internet and social networks and stream videos and take pictures and display weather and breaking news and play music and so much more, and I wanted one even though I don't need it.
So the nice lady at the phone store showed me several models and the Cinderoo and I each got a Samsung Mesmerize with a family plan that allows us to become part of the 21st century.
I have spent the past few days trying to learn how to use the little bugger. It really is a phenomenal invention. Of course, you all know that already, since you undoubtedly already have one. So forgive my euphoria and childish excitement.
I don't have to take my computer with me on short trips any more. The little rascal has a GPS unit built into it, so I can just tell it to give me directions to wherever, and a soothing lady's voice guides me there. The weather and the news are at my fingertips. I now receive texts. Hey!---I'm connected!