New Phone? Nahh!

Because with the present one I am enjoying a nonchalance that will be taken away, once I get a new smart phone.

On a glorious day called 27 October, 2014 I got my first phone (No, I don’t have a good memory, I have got the receipt because duh! It was a glorious day). Oh! No, no it wasn’t all fairy-tale. I HAD TO SWELL MY EYES OUT FOR THIS ONE. Because come on! You don’t get things easily if you are the always-agreeing-with-whatever-your-parents -say kind of brat. Even, after doing considerably well (Very well! I will just keep this to me. *whispers* I don’t want all the other kids to be struck by thunderbolt attack) in high school, I had no phone while all my other homies did even in high school, one of the many reasons why I did well in back then.

I took care of it like it was my own baby. Keeping it clean, organised, changing the wallpaper, giving it a new look every now and then; showing it off every goddamn time pretending that I got a WhatsApp text even though I didn’t have the mobile data.

So, it was a big deal for me until the spoiling me for all the evil in the world tried sky diving without a parachute and ended up with an open skull. Ever since then it has been the same (and worst. Fell off for the millionth time this morning. Just saying) and even though I am told every day of my life to get it repaired or replaced, I haven’t. Partly because I am used to it and mostly because it brings a sense of nonchalance that will be replaced by responsibility and who the heck wants a R-E-S-P-O-N-S-I-B-L-I-T-Y.

Let me give you the insight of nonchalant behavior I have with my phone. When I am done with all the texting or the battery dies or I just had an ugly conversation with my friend, I throw it like a pro Olympic Gold Medalist. And it never gives me even a heart ache. Forget heart attack. Do you think I could do this with the newbie?

Also, with the ACTUAL screen all broken and the twinkling shine all gone, I really don’t have to care how it from inside is. How icons are placed, the wallpaper, the widgets, the pictures and folders… Who cares? The view from outside makes it clear enough how it would be from inside. Saves me all the trouble in the world.

Horror of horrors! The most dreaded of all! The new phone will be like a brat kid who needs to be taught and fed with every update of apps and my way of dealing with a phone. Who has got so much time? Also, new phone means I will spend way more time than usual on that tiny screen because everything will look so perfect *_*.

How can we forget the most common problem and dilemma when we have to decide on buying a new one? Settling for the old one means I don’t have to go through the troublesome analysis of which one has the better RAM and processor (Yes, I know what they are). The mega pixels of front camera (mind you not the back one), battery life, etc, etc; so much of a headache when the present one works so fine. No, thank you.

There are hundreds and thousands of new phones with something or other as a new feature in them being launched every day. What if I buy a new phone and months later someone I know buys the better one with the feature that helps you teleport, do you really want me to go through that? Aren’t you familiar with the burning of organs when that happens? Being with this phone for this long has made me resistant of that burning sensation. S-U-C-C-E-S-S!

On the closure I would just add that, I refuse to buy a new phone unless the present one turns into a howler from the Harry Potter and screams right at my face, “The new WhatsApp update cannot be installed because this oldie has the Android that not even your granny uses. Update or buy the new phone!”

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