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{October 2, 2009}   me and my bb

Let me explain a little about myself. While I was a student, I worked part time at a mobile phone store for four and a half years. The new phones and the new deals were drummed into me mercilessly to ensure I wouldn’t miss-sell anything. There were the constant battles over who had the best phones with your colleagues. I remember this fondly as I was as bad as the rest; spending the best part of £200 for a Nokia 8210 and then remember when my sister (who wasn’t part of the competition) got one for free! The battle for the camera phones then soon began with the Sony Ericsson T68 grey then in white then the T68i with the attachment! The battle goes on and on and on. I know my ex colleagues who are still in the industry still face the same battle at Managers meetings with iPhones and Blackberrys. This brings me to my blog piece.
So having recently started at a new company, a new perk that I enjoy is having a Blackberry as part of the package. Now I realise I may be a little late in joining this particular group of people and loving how it can seep into every part of your life!

Now for the first few days – I couldn’t actually put it down and loved ones around me did admittedly lose out to the BB for a few days – I downloaded every app I thought I would ever need and tested all the different twitter apps to find the one best suited to me. It took me about a week to realise it’s JUST A PHONE!

When I went back to the office the following week the discussion began over the differences between the iPhone and the BB or the games and the different ways you can become obsessed with it (there are many) (our favourite is one for iPhones – thank you Marc Vael for that one). My obsession grew with it, and I began looking for interesting covers and cases for it (based on what would go with my outfit) and loved it again like one would rejoice in a rediscovered love. We went for long walks together, took train journeys everywhere, he sang to me when I was bored, he took snapshots of fun times. We bonded and there was general feeling of love.

Two weeks ago, my bb was stolen – it was hideous, there were tears, screaming and general wailing to anyone who listened and to everyone who didn’t even care – you really have to feel sorry for the guy sitting next to me on the Eurostar back to Brussels as I moaned for two hours straight! (then again, it could have been worse for him and there could have been delays on the train).
For two weeks, there has been no bb, and I don’t care – I honestly don’t care if anyone called me, where my phone is now, The number of times I have left my phone at home for the past two weeks has been numerous, which would never have happened six years ago! At that time, I would have forgotten my clothes but not my phone! How times have changed.
Back to the present day where, a new bb has arrived and I’ll pick it up tomorrow, so how will I fare? Will I remember what life was like beforehand or will it all be forgotten in the mad frenzy of using both hands to hold a phone and to let everyone know when I see poo on the road again?

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princessmisia says:

YAY! say hi to your new BB! I missed her (you BB is female right?)!

cc says:

Good writing uz! I enjoyed reading it. keep it up!

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