Tuesday, June 7, 2011

Smart Phone Angst

Morning my happy blogger friends!

No run for me today - I'm not allowed to run two days in a row right now with the tendonitis, so I'm just doing all my rehab stuff like a good girl... and busting out like a million pushups for the 100 Pushup Challenge.

OK, here's the issue with smart phones.

I hate them.

I hate them for a multitude of reasons.  I hate that whenever I go out to lunch/dinner/drinks with someone, they update their FB status a million times/ check the scores/weather/latest doomsday predictions... while I feel like my captivating personality and stunning good looks should be enough to hold someones attention for an hour. 

Here's another big reason I hate them.

I know that when all you cool kids are sitting down to take a crap and busting out your smart phone to play your fancy games, the only game I get to play is see how quick I can hit Start/Stop on the stopwatch on my phone.  .09 seconds baby.

But, I've found a reason to hate my "dumb phone" as I lovingly refer to it, even more.

My phone has this conversion calculator.... it'll tell you how many ounces in a gallon, square inches in a hectare.. you get the idea. 

So, I mistakenly wanted to know how much, in tons, I weigh.

Put my weight into this stupid device:

OK, it's hard to read.  But it says

122 lbs = .55336 tons

Half a ton?  F*ck this thing.

  I'm getting a smart phone.


  1. wow! Half a ton hey? :)

    I get so mad at Kev when we are out to eat and he is surfing his phone. Arghhh!

    Your personality is more than enough to hold my attenion for DAYS! Maybe even weeks!

  2. haha! i am always in a fight with my blackberry. this week i was livid because it was taking FOREVER to do anything. the guy at the store asked if i had updated it recently. ummm well no buddy...i didnt even know that was possible. he told me to just plug it into my computer. 178 REQUIRED UPDATES. seriously??? ummm needless to say it is working much better this am.

  3. I adore my iPhone, but I never, ever check it when out to dinner. My iPhone knows me so well, it's kinda freaky. It brings me books and music. It photographs and videotapes my family. It is like an awesome friend that lives in my purse. I love that I can google things whenever the mood strikes me...

    But my iPhone knows that it stays in my purse at dinner and at the movies. Don't hate the smartphone. Hate the player? Is that how it goes?

    Also? Your phone is a dirty whore.

  4. Okay, I have the same issues with smartphones! Well, I guess I'd have to change that to what people do with them when you're trying to eat dinner. I also laughed out loud at the bit about your captivating personality and looks holding their attention!


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