Wednesday, March 4, 2009

There's More To A Cell Phone Than You Think

Boy did I ever get myself into a pickle today! Son always plays with my Blackberry, and after many beats and slams on the floor, the "ball" fell out of it- basically the only way to make the entire phone function, other than dialing. It goes to the menu, it selects, it does everything. It takes the place of arrows on a regular phone. Without the ball, you might as well not have a Blackberry.

I was actually "rednecking" it, and still using the phone. Any time you pick it up the ball falls out, but I was determined to not have to take it to be repaired, because well, AT&T has assholes for customer service. Excuse that remark, if you read my blog and do or have worked for AT &T. I'm only calling it like I've seen it in my experiences ;)

Last week when mother in law was visiting, I was using the phone and daughter was in the back getting on my nerves, and son was wild and I just wanted twofrickinsecondsofpeace and turned around to tell her such, lo and behold the ball fell into the abyss that is mother in law's passenger side floor. Only people who want to lose a limb would dare dig down there. I started to, until I saw the chewed up fingernail and that was it, the abyss can keep my ball.

In the meantime I had already ordered a replacement ball, and figured while I am at it, I might as well order a new casing because I want my Blackberry to be pink. It FINALLY comes in the mail today, from Hong Kong. Damnit. And no, I am not prejudiced against anyone of that descent, I just don't trust overseas products what with the lead paint and all. Ugh.

Anyhow, I open up the tiny and long awaited box, and there is my beautiful pink casing, and he even sent me the tool-like things. 3 of em. Cute. It is at this moment that I realize that I may be getting into more than I bargained for, but with careless abandon, I dismantle my phone, paying NO mind whatsoever to how it was assembled in the first place.

What an idiot.

I have to say, that I was doing really well, until I was down to the bare minimum of parts that were still assembled, only to realize that there are several small micro-chip-ish things that my phone has to have to function, and they are not removable, not replaceable. UGH!! At this point, I had already snapped the two sides in half- totally broke them- because they were hard as crap to get off and I had two brand new ones sitting there, so why bother to preserve those? UGHHH again!

I spend about 30 minutes alternating between working really hard to repair my beloved phone that I just had to have, that I whined to dh about, and walked around for what seemed like months singing that song by Bryan Adams (it's only going to make you love me more) to him, until he finally caved and "surprised" me with it, to throwing the stupid thing out and getting that new purple LG that I've been eyeing for months now. Blame dh, he pointed it out to me.

Eventually I have repaired my phone. I, yes I, have "built" a Blackberry from almost scratch, aside from all of that programming and other geeky stuff, only the STUPID top of it (which was the hardest part to get un-done) will not snap completely into place. The phone is fully functional, I just think that this needs to be fixed or else it's bound to get really dirty in there and eventually ruin. Did I mention you can't get insurance on those stupid things? No, they want you to ruin them and have to buy a totally new one, out of contract for a ridiculous price. I am, however, triumphant because I managed to fix the whole thing myself with NO man and NO technician. Except for that pesky top that won't snap shut.

On to the Gorilla Glue..


Bridgett said...

Okay, I confess. This entry cracked me up. You have such a way with words.

But when I got the part about the fingernail, I about choked on my aloe juice! LOL