I decided to buy one of these new super phone jobbies. Actually, once again I'm starting with an absolute and blatant lie. The truth is that in a stupid attempt to frighten my better half I bid on a phone on e-bay. It's very nice, a Samsung SGH-G600, great reviews, rather desirable by all accounts, and while the bid I put in was not insubstantial (it had to be a significant amount for the scare factor), I was certainly surprised to find it was a winner. Cue (totally justified) “told you so” and “idiot” remarks from the wise one, and a sphincter so tight if I'd eaten coal I'd have shit diamonds. I'd bought a phone I didn't need, with money I didn't have, for a reason weaker than Derby County's Premier League status. I had intended to simply sell it on, but once it arrived I began playing with it and I like it. A quick glance through the manual shows the phone is fully equipped to be top of any self respecting happy slapper's shopping (!) list. I've never been tempted to get an i-pod, ear-pod or pea-pod so to suddenly have Half-Man Half Biscuit; NWA; Bowling For Soup and the theme tune for The Power Puff Girls blaring out at me when people call is a rather new and refreshing experience. I was just relieved when I got it to work with my in car bluetooth hands free kit, so the sound of Bubbles being the joy and laughter is a very pleasant bonus.
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