E.T. Phone Home

Shut up. It's not funny.

Okay, so maybe it is. I got that a lot when I was a kid. E.T. came out either the year before or the year after I was born. Curses.

I got a brand new Blackberry a few days ago. I'm so overly thrilled with it. It's not one of the newest models. I wouldn't be able to afford it. It's a 8330 model. I'd been dying for one ever since may days of volunteering. Tha's when I REALLY could have used a Blackberry. Why didn't I get a friggin' Blackberry when I still had student loans?

Speaking of student loans (and I know that the MLA folks frown on ending one paragraph by eluding to the topic of the next, but they can screw themselves), I have to pay my student loans back. The first will begin shortly. Because of my lack of financial security, I'll need to defer. Friggin' A.

Back to the phone I adore. I went to an authorized agent in the area. The guy had just started up from a chain of other stores. His inventory was suffering when I called, as it turns out. I waited, and waited, and waited, and waited. Finally, about a week after I'd originally called the turd who fills stores' orders decided to fill his order.

The stupid part is that I had agreed to borrow a Pearl for the time being. I needed a wireless solution for my email pretty quickly because while I am... where I tutor (my mother warns me about giving my location away)... I cannot pick up the WIFI signal on my laptop. Why? I don't know. IT figured out a solution, but the moment I disconnected from the connection - POOF!

I put in some of my regular contact email addresses. Once I got my Curve, the guy at the agent's switched over my contacts. Oh, but here's the extra stupid part. I went to the store and there was a guy there whom I didn't know who - obviously - works there. He was told to switch me from the Pearl to the Curve. Easy enough, right? Nooope. Turns out Eroes was giving him fits because the entire Verizon network was giving fits. I had to be in... the town where I used to live... in an hour, so I had to go. STINKIN' *$#!

The next day is when I finally got my phone that had all my contacts in it. I couldn't used the Pearl at all because the connection had been knocked out of it. The original dude I'd talked to had a hell of a time trying to get my new Curve to link up to the network. It was because the Pearl and the Curve were in wireless limbo. I dunno how that works, but now I know.

So now, I am BBerried. I'm hooked on Crackberry. And there's no going back. Once you go Blackberry, you never go back. Biatch.