Erin The Great

My phone (Stella) broke!! This is, of course, a tragic occurrence, mainly due to the fact that the ONLY phone number I still have memorized is my Aunt Lynn’s. It is sad indeed. So, to help me get through this rough patch I’m going to do what I do best… make fun of the situation to help keep me from crying over the loss of my dear Stella… I feel like Marlon Brando in ‘A Streetcar Named Desire’… STELLA!!!!!!!!

For the first time in ten years I felt what it was like to not have a cell phone and go about things the ‘old fashioned way’. I was trying to locate my friend Katy and had to drive to three places I know she’d probably be, but to no avail. Very frustrating… Here’s what happened.

When I woke up, I noticed that my phone was ‘on’ but the screen wasn’t showing up or even turning on. Granted, I have an almost two-year-old razor that has definitely seen better days, but I was hoping she’d last at least another two months. I was like a shady man going through a midlife crisis… hoping to trade her in for a younger, sleeker and cooler model. As it stands my only option (this coming from the T-Mobile guy) was to go to Wal-Mart where they sell those pre-paid phones and just put my SIM card into that… so I did.

[Hearty chuckle] well… I think my first phone back in ’98 could do more things than this bad boy… we’ll call him ‘Repho’ - short for Replacement Phone. I can call people, text message, and compose music but I’ll be darned if I can figure out how to freaking turn the call volume up. I can barely hear but I guess beggars can’t be choosers right? Oh wait, I just found out that it has a built in flashlight so that’s cool… at least it has one redeeming quality.