My first real encounter with a BlackBerry was in my online journalism class. My teacher amazed all six of us (yes, six in a classroom for 80) by living inside that little black device. He used it to run his entire life–from editing for his publication, to lecture notes, to entertainment. The BlackBerry made its second surprise appearance during my stint in Storyline ANC as the only phone my boss (who shall lovingly be nameless :D) failed to misplace. Someone even accidentally called it a BlueBerry to a collective “say what” from all of us.
Like a less wrinkled, less stylish Carrie Bradshaw, I’m the most technologically incompetent person in the world. When it comes to buying cellphones, I only have two requirements: texting and calling. Cameras are a luxury I can live without (seriously, I only get phones with good cameras when I feel rich). Jason takes all the appreciated photos anyway (oo bitter ako sa photography skills ko). As long I have some form of communication with someone other than myself, I’m good. Getting left behind in the technology department i’s fine. It’s not a race I want to win.
But when this journalist-wannabe volunteered for ABS-CBN last summer, my mind changed. All our little phones became outdated and out of place amidst the BlackBerry craze that took place in the office. Even other branded QWERTY phones bowed down under its ridiculous “smart” power! It didn’t take long when it hit us. There was one very important item needed to become a serious journalist–a clickety QWERTY fruity phone. It was time to air out the old piggy bank.
And just as I was dusting the cobwebs off old piggy, the most awesome man-child pulled the biggest birthday surprise. His impatience coupled by unrestrained excitement compelled him to give his birthday present a week early. I’ll give you three hints on what was inside that Globe Telecoms bag: complicated, journalistic, and a fruit’s namesake. Got it???
I was in complete, utter disbelief, especially since I told Jason that he shouldn’t get me anything for my birthday because he was saving up for something. And if it’s even possible, Jason is much more excited than me. He keeps fiddling with it every few seconds, discovering apps, and features that would take me years to find. I’m glad he’s taking the reins on this one since the manual and everything (except the iconic envelope and phone handset) look aramaic to me. Right now, he’s still hasn’t stopped pimping it up, much to my amusement and dismay (it gets more and more complicated with every update). Thank you so so so SO SO much Auntie and Jason. It really really cheered me up yesterday when I was feeling down. Hahahaha. 😀 >:D<
Now I marvel at the clickety typing sounds as I wait for more tricks and tutorials from Jason.
Thank you for filling it with photos of yourself Jason! Now it looks gorgeous!