Oh the shame of it all!!

Well .. I did it. I've become what I loathe. A walking talking Blackberry user.
Here I am on my knee's ready to take my public verbal "caning" if you will.

As many of you know, I've voiced my disgust with the Crackberry users, unable to maintain a focused conversation with anyone but their electronic LOVER. Those friends that read emails and text while you are actually speaking to them, the ones that get all fidgety the moment it notifies them that they have a message waiting or someone calling. It's like they go crazy. Seriously, it's an addiction I swear. My favourite is when they almost completely tune you out and try to pretend like they're still listening, all the while nervously glancing at their phone and answering questions you didn't even ask. It's rude and insulting. And frankly it drives me insane. So I vowed to never get one....

Today the universe decided to make me eat those words. My perfectly great LG plain Jane, easy to operate phone, (that I love) died. Out of no where, without warning, the screen just went black and never recovered. I have no house phone and two children under the age of 5. I need a phone. .. NOW. So I take a fun and exciting trip down to the local cell phone contract store and low and behold the girl is actually incredibly helpful. That being said, she can't help me out of the 14 months left on my contract or give me a replacement without charging me the penalties($400 plus), unless.....

Yep, you guessed it. If I upgrade my phone to a Blackberry, they will wave the fees and give me a "loyalty"credit (since when is extortion considered an act of loyalty?), and it'll cost me $60 with a free case at a $40 value so that's like only paying $20. She was great at math. But that was only with the Blackberry, any other phone and I was going to have to:
A) take out a loan, or
B) pawn some jewelry (which I would have to steal first as mine is all fake).
As option A is undesirable and option B, while filled with the possibility of intrigue and adventure, what with the hobnobbing with the criminal underbelly and such, is very labor intensive. And unfortunately I have a severe allergy to labor of any kind. I weighed my options and choose to give up my sworn vow against the Blackberry in favor of the mighty dollar.

And so I prostrate myself before you, and will take the punishment (verbal abuse) that I so richly deserve. That being said, I'd prefer if you'd all just shut you pie holes and mind your business. I don't go round asking about your shit.

p.s. Does anyone out there know how the hell to use these things?? Like geez, I don't want to program the fricken space shuttle launch here, I just want to make a phone call!!