Boil those in bleach, pleeeeease?
I wish I could say I do not have to search for a phone model I can live with. I hate phones, I've made it more than a decade without, but mom is really pushing lately.
I can barely hold the fat modern things, my hands are cute little things. And the beeping, chiming, ringing, wanting to be plugged in, wanting to be updated. ERGH I can barely deal with her fobbing her phone onto me when she needs help (iffy outcomes).
I want the dumbest phone I can get, for the least amount of money, skinny, with a good looking screen so my eyeballs don't hurt looking at it, and NO 16 googley eyeballs on the back of it because 1 camera isn't good enough.
So we were in TMobile the other day trying to exchange the internet router AGAIN, because the unintelligent thing won't stop trying to update and looses signal 30 times a day. Oh, the first store wouldn't take it even though the phone people said they would, so we drove across town and waited an hour and a half while all the staff were helping people fork out untold funds to be tethered to new digital leashes, in the slowest manner possible...
and while we were waiting / pacing / sighing, I took a gander at the digital leashes on the wall and was so appalled by the yicky flashy videos and the 16 googley eyeballs all over the back... it just reiterated to me that I DO NOT WANT TO DO THIS.
Did I mention we were unsuccessful returning the router because Mom's drivers license is out of date (she doesn't drive anymore) and her maiden name is on her passport. Like really, we have to have photo ID to exchange an item when you have the address on file? When she got the verification code on her phone? I ended up laying over one of their counters groaning, I was so dismayed. Looks like it's going back snail mail, again.
. Traded it in within about 3 months, piece of junk. I like my androids!
