I never could say no to cookies

I did something rash on the weekend. Apart from sleeping in. That was pretty daring too. I really do live life on the edge.

I bought a new phone.

Oh yes. This is one of those posts where I go on about my phone history like anyone could possibly care. But my phone history fascinates me because it is my phone history, so enjoy.

I have never bought a phone before so it was all a bit intimidating. In SA I always got given people’s old or spare phones.  I never had the money to buy a phone and my friends were always were kind enough to help me out.

When we arrived in the UK the BFG bought me a phone so we could speak while he was travelling. It was the cheapest phone you could buy at the time, and this was nearly 6 years ago.

Here it is, my sexy little Sagem:

I loved it! I thought it was so snazzy, and it has a COLOUR SCREEN. I had never seen such advanced technology before. It blew my mind. No camera or anything, but a colour screen, and it would moo at me when I got a text/sms (ooh look at me. I can multi-speak. What skills). I loved the moo.

The battery lasted forever and it survived countless falls where it was scattered all over the floor.  It was an excellent phone but it is finally on its way out so I braved the ten million choices of phone out there and tried to find a good one for me.

I almost never use a phone anyway because I am cool like that (ok because I have no friends). So I wanted something super basic with a camera, that would survive my ability to let go of things at random.

I spent hours on the internet reading reviews to try and make a considered decision in my first phone-buying experience. I narrowed the choices down carefully.

So what did I do? I went and bought the most impractical phone I could find. The one with the most bad reviews. The one that supposedly crashes and switches off and has a crap camera (as you can see from the above pic) and whose battery life is less than amazing. And it looks like it would not survive even one plummet from the sky. So why, why did I pick it?

I wish I could tell you the decision was rational but it was not. Maybe I was seduced by the fact that it has a touch screen. Or that it looks cool. And you can draw pictures on it! Like this piece of genius:

The fact that my other choice in phone only came in brown may have influenced the decision (quite strongly) as well. Who wants a phone that looks like a slab of poo?


All of those things were probably swimming around in my pickled little mind. But to be honest there was only one major factor driving my decision: I liked the name. My new phone is called the LG Cookie. With a cool name like that, how could I not get it, even if it is a fancy pants piece of gadgetry crap?

I am just the perfect example of consumer intelligence, I know.