NEVER leave your phone lying around.

EVER

I'm a youth pastor, and this week we played a game that included emptying our pockets and passing the items around the circle rapidly with everyone saying the name of the item as it comes by them, first to mess up is out etc.

When it was over I left my phone, recently handled by the whole YG, lying on the couch.

Taylor got it.



Don't get me wrong- she's a sweetheart.
But now I have:
Twilight,
NEW MOON,
Taylor's Birthday,
etc
blurted through my calendar :-P

I'm just surprised the Jonas Brother's birthdays didn't make it in ;-)
ah well

Luke

Luke got a hold of LG today.... changed EVERYTHING! =P

He changed my alarms, my answering options etc.

Usually I have it set to 'send button answer' rather than 'flip open answer.' making it so that I can see who's calling before I answer.
WELL....
Luke changed that.

and I didn't know it until I, thinking I would just see who was calling, accidentally answered in the middle of class.

NOT COOL.

Owell.

Phone # 4

This is my current LG - it's a VX 8700.

Decent phone so far:
-Decent, not wonderful but decent, ringtones.
-Decent camera, good for snapshots on the go.
-pix/flix

Downfalls:
-REALLY hard to text on, (flat keyboard.)
-Can occasionally be a spaz.
-Not compatable with FB wireless pix uploading. Who know why :-P

I recently, (2 months ago,) subscribed to facebook texts. Not such a wonderful idea.
Sure they promise it helps you keep up, which was true at first, but failed in the long run. It created more work and worry. I could text my pics/statuses in, but didn't recieve others' until long after the fact.

Then, this last week I had a not so great day and vented a little of my confusion on FB. In one status update. This shouldn't cause an uproar right? Well, under normal circumstances no, but my phone had other plans up its.... SIM card.

I had already updated my status to say, "confusion confronted, life goes on." but my phone decided to retext what I had said... again, and again. and again. So the whole of my group of 250 FB friends began to see an emotional rollercoaster of: 'Confused?!' 'Confusion confronted.' -- 'Confused?!' 'Confusion confronted.' -- and so on.

This apparent turmoil went on for several hours like a bad remake of Groundhog day.

I kept trying to catch and delete them before they became obvious to the general public, but failed miserably and had to explain my technological malfunction through a general announcement the next morning :-P

I just wonder what other mastermind-type evil schemes it has up its SIM card :-)

Phone # 3

When I, regrettably, was unable to use my veteran gadget after so many bonding moments with countless incidents involving its' being MIA and a POW in the war that is communication, I had a hard time letting go. Sure, it was useless, but I liked it's key pad's ease of texting and the indestructible, workhorse style.

While I was lamenting and grieving my loss, a friend of mine saw the picture I put up of the deceased device and offered me one just like it that had been his mom's but she no longer used. I was extremely grateful, and accepted without a second thought.

In general it is not the most healthy thing, psychologically, to emotionally replace a lost friend or family member with another. This circumstance was a good model of that. It refused to be the workhorse its predecessor had been. When dropped it turned itself off in protest, and after enduring a year of the usual abuse that comes with the territory of belonging to me, it decided it would only turn on when it so pleased.

I can hardly blame it though.

I drove it to insanity and it met its' maker during my trip to Florida last May.

It had sand in every crevice, which I cleaned out. It rarely got fully charged and was used almost constantly. The final straw, which drove it to a form of dementia, was dropping it into the ocean. I dried it off, sure that a little rest would put it back on its' feet... but alas, it was not to be.
Two weeks later, when turned on it would merely command me to put the right battery in, (which I did,) and count down from twelve then shut down, then power up again, then shut down again, and so on.
It no longer had the mental capacity required for life.

I was again grieving... but mostly just in need of a communication device.

Phone # 2

Was a VX 5200. Decent phone. Yet another hand-me-down. Horrible, but working camera, no song-type ringtones and limited resolution. I did however have unlimited text and pix by this point... which felt like a lifesaver with only 800 minutes a month for the whole family.

This was, by far, the most abused phone I have owned to date.
This little beauty was:

-Carried in the bottom of a back pack at camp for a week.
-Filled with Caramel/Chocolate from my pocket, (given to me by a preschooler.)
-Dropped out my pocket at least twice a day.
-Dropped out my car window... while driving.
...and amazingly...
-Put through the washer AND dryer... and it still worked!! (after a week of drying that is.)

In the end, though it survived the antics of a teenager, it was no match for a tiny kindergarten girl.
I was running with my little brother in his school's fun run when, par usual, my phone dropped from my pocket and landed open, sitting like an upside-down V. I turned to pick it up--- but just as I was reaching, about 8 inches from it, a little girl ran past- stepping on it, POP.
The top half went left and the bottom right, all while the little girl was saying, "sorry sorry!" and ran on.

Miraculously it still called from the bottom half, and the person on the other end could hear you, but you couldn't hear them because the earpiece was... elsewhere. That and you couldn't SEE who you were calling because the screen was on the top half.

So, this ended the saga of adventures for the poor, oppressed gadget.

Phone # 1

Was a chunky, silver LG slider. I don't remember the model#, but it was an oldie.

This phone was a gift from my mother when I started driving... so that she could keep track of me ;-)

No camera, no ringtone uploading, no texting. But it did have a 'drawing' app :-P

She'd had it for 2 years and charged it every evening- whether it needed it or not. This ruined the battery to the point that it only held a charge for 2 hours, max. Of course this was convenient for me, "Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't know you called because my battery was low."

But all in all it was a good first phone. It took all my abuse and was still somewhat intact when replaced.