I think it’s about time I wrote a blog post about how much I hate cell phones. Everybody writes one at one time or another. If anybody thinks they have cell phone problems, think again. Don’t even think about complaining about how your phone won’t let you change the wallpaper until you’ve read about all the grievances my phone has put me through. My phone will randomly and unexplainably turn off and discharge the battery, rendering the phone useless and unusable until the battery is recharged. I have no cell phone service many places I frequently go, including my own home. Half of the buttons on the keypad won’t light up, and the other half won’t work until you push them at least twice. And I even need a screwdriver to change the faceplate. All that and much more, including not playing the ringtone that I select.

I didn’t think much of it when the phone rang. Nobody really calls me anyway. So I was a little surprised when my mom gave me the phone and said it was a girl that wanted to talk to me. She also asked me if I was going to be home for lunch, figuring that the person on the phone wanted to go out. I was clueless, so I just grabbed the phone to find out who it was. The girl on the phone was someone I had never even met before. But she turned out to be quite forward, and got right to the point. So forward, in fact, that the only word I managed to get in edgewise was, “Okay.” The one-way conversation lasted less than thirty seconds, but in that time we managed to set up a date for the next day. I couldn’t even remember what her name was, but when the time came I headed over to the Wal-Mart Optical center for my appointment.