When I was 19……Delia bought a bed from ellerines and got a free cell phone. That’s when I got my very first cell phone and it was the most liberating feeling ever.
As technology evolved over the years….it was just the most exciting thing for my brother and me to go and upgrade our phones every two years.
But for past year… I started hating my cell phone…..it became a weapon of self-destruction…. a tool that made me very depressed. It became a means of sending and receiving hateful messages…..candy crush 24/7 and then there’s all the trouble I got into withTinder!!!
Last week, I literally felt like taking a hammer (yes… I own a hammer) and smashing my phone into a million pieces….but then Jesus took the wheel… and smashed it for me…..by having a taanie with a big sunhat and sunglasses steel it from right under my nose. Now, normally when I cant find my phone…I have a mini-stroke, but this time around…I had this overwhelming feeling of relief. My only panic was…how the hell am I going to know what time it is…lol (note to self….buy a watch)
So i was off the grid until I realised…shit…I need to uber…lol So Karen very kindly borrowed me her cellphone
I’m getting a new phone in a few days….but I’m not to heavily phased about it….and decided when I do get my new phone…it will only be used for banking and uber….ghallas
So ask yourself the question….how much time do you spend on your cell phone when you can use that time to do something more productive?
Today is my last day at work and the dark eye circles are darker than my uncle Chakka…..I’ve gotten myself into a terrible routine of waking up at 2am believing the rest of the population is up and buying Nandos at this time…..so looking forward to reversing the situation.
Have a peachy day