Got a Blackberry? Love it? Tell me why...
I don't own a Blackberry and don't want one. The ONE person I know who loves them is the ex and I ain't talking to her... so I've come to you... my friends. Tell me, please, what is it the thing does and why is it that so many people are enchanted with them?
I'm gonna call it a "Crackberry" in my new Rom/Com script (which all my friends have been doing for a while now, Shawna too, evidently) but I wanna know why someone would be addicted to the thing.... obviously, I don't get it.... maybe cause I don't have one and I ain't buying one! Or maybe it's cause I don't have an addictive personality... yeah that's it! ;)
posted by writergurl @ 2/20/2006 05:42:00 PM
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I dunno. "Crackberry" is funny, though.
I don't have one, my current cell phont works fine and doesn't need an update.
I've seen them all over the news.
To me all PDA's are the same, until Apple comes out with their own, again.
Let me be clear that I don't have one because I want one, I have one for work. Over the ten years in my I.T. career I've had pagers, nextels, and now a Nextel Blackberry. So now I can be reached literally anywhere, anytime by phone, point-to-point, e-mail or page, all on this one device. It is great if I want to send a friend a quick email, but it is hell during my work day, when you feel the need to check for incoming messages during meetings, during lunch, before I go to bed...
It becomes a very bad habit, which just gets worse over time. You feel like you might be missing something important. I don't know why carrying the thing around amps my paranoia like that, I mean pre-Blackberry, if I were in a meeting, those "important" e-mails would just have to wait until I got back to my desk. But it does. Worse, I've responded to emails while driving, while getting my hair highlighted, while eating. I've become a pro at the thumb typing on the keypad, not something to be proud of really.
My boss isn't so good with the keypad and sometimes I get weird messages as a result. Last week he thought we should hold a 'merrying' to discuss something (he meant 'meeting'). What made me laugh about that, was he typoed the word TWICE in one sentence.
Blackberrys and Treos (and Sidekicks too, I guess) are all just addictive little devices to feed the paranoia and OCD that some of us suffer. Pity us.
Eddie.. why ya think I'm usuing that word?
Robert... I'm with you, I BARELY use my cell phone. In fact, since breaking up with the ex, and not having to answer her every call, I've never gone over my minutes in a month!
Christina, yeah, I'm aware of the ligigation, it seems likely that the PTO will throw that license out. I've been keeping track of that suit via Yahoo. Thanks for the heads up though!
Shawna, yeah, I thought it was a work inflicted addiction. But, then isn't that what most addicts claim? ;) Playin', I'm playin'.... put that pie down!
Start worrying when you're in the middle of the ultimate passionate moment and, the damn things goes off and who should stop right at that precious moment and lean across to answer it? Maybe I need to swap my girlfriend for a crackberry?
I've smashed two in the last couple of years, neither of them were mine. But oh, did it feel good. :-)
Alexandra,
I, like you, would be smashing them into smithereens if they interupt me during a passionate tryst. As for swapping the gf... Ive heard of them dropped for lesser crimes!
;)
I have a cell phone (a requirement if you own a renodeling business) but I RARELY use the damn thing.
One of the things I'm going to have my "boy" (in the rom/com) do is to deliberately turn OFF his cell phone when he's having dinner with my "girl". Sweet of him, no?
LOL! Yeah I wouldn't be surprised, Writegurl. And I have a cell phone, that goes in the car with me, but, half the time I forget to turn the damn thing on.
And that's cute about the rom/com. ;-)
I suppose it would be helpful for those individuals that absolutely CANNOT function without their e-mail and Internet connection. But nowadays phones do that. I think Blackberry translates into one thing: status symbol. Nothing else.
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