In The Year 20000
The other day my old school phone died a satisfying death after being dropped too frequently on the floor. My husband went out and picked up an iPhone for me, because he is sweet like that. Who knew I was so old school by toting around my ultra sleek Motorola flip phone for the last 2.5 years. I only found out about all the friendly snickering once I announced to my peeps that I had gotten a new iPhone to replace the old flip phone. You’d have thought I was carrying around a true relic with all the jabs that I got.
Where’s my battery pack and handy shoulder strap?
Now the joke is on you people. Prepare for iPhone photo overload and, if you know me in real life, watch out because I’m getting super awesome at texting. However, I have not quite yet made friends with auto correct and recently texted my husband about getting our old dog into some ‘dog fighting’ vs. the intended ‘dog sitting’. Oops!
Yippee! My mum is part of the cool crowd!
This boy can’t escape the coolness of my new smart phone. How did I exist before?