His Blackberry broke on Friday. He had it at work, someone moved it from where he put it, and the keyboard and optical mouse decided to cease functioning.
He brought it home from work and was awfully depressed. It was almost like he lost a child or a puppy or overcooked some pasta.
Fortunately, I include paying insurance on our phones each month. A trip to the Sprint store and he was handed a new one. Back in business!
He's been upset for several days because he can't help but wonder what will become of his old phone. I'm considering contacting a funeral home to set up a service for it.
Its funny how attached we can be to objects sometimes.
|The Sprint store's most depressed customer|