Phones: I Don’t Want to Talk About It

I’m phone averse. I tell people I’m phone phobic as it’s more easily understood. Ish. The fact is I don’t want to talk about it. Not by phone. I own a mobile phone. If you could call it that. It is the source of some derision since it is the somewhat classic Motorola Razr in my signature pink and it doesn’t do anything clever. It pays for my parking. And occasionally I use it to text my cleaning lady and my niece and nephews. I could just as easily leave it in the car. Forever. No loss. I would certainly […]

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