Tuesday, January 22, 2013

The Cell Phone Mafia

Love this photo. It would be difficult to identify the decade this British commuter started peddling to work except for the gigantic mobile phone that he presumably stores in his basket when having tea.
I had a two year contract with T-Mobile and waited, oh so patiently, for it to end.
Ha you say! Alright I wasn’t patient and there were several irate and heated interactions but, after being a customer for seven years, I absolutely refused to pay their ridiculous cancelation fee.
But now I am free! Free to pay for a track phone, free to sign up with the geriatric Jitterbug. Free to not have a phone at all and use the post office services as my only means of communication! I wonder what would be involved in setting up a roost of carrier pigeons.

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