Well a few years ago the company I work for dragged me kicking and screaming into the modern age of communications. ie. a mobile phone. So being the with it swinger that I am :rolleyes: I chose one that just made phone calls and could receive phone calls and messages, I mean whats a phone for anyway?
Well we're with Vodaphone and they have a loyalty programe, so this morning arrived a super whizbang thing about as big as a matchbox with buttons the size of a pinhead and it does everything. SMS, PXT, TXT, Voicemail, email, pictures, video, pxt video, games, songs, internet, and when I finally figure out how to turn the bruddy thing on I might be lucky and find that it actually does phone calls too. Its got a colour screen and I can, for a fee of course, download god knows how many ringtones and songs from people I've never heard of, pretty pictures to stare at on the screen while I figure out which mini-button to try and press with my pudgy digits. I can take a video of a dancing dingbat and send it to some poor SOB who doesn't realy give a rats behind.
All this in the name of progress, all I want is a damn phone.