I had a long conversation with my mother about why why WHY I hate cell phones, and how I really, really don't want the one gaj gave me for an early Christmas present.
Gaj's argument: I need to know where you are when you're walking around town with your friends, you'll be able to contact me if you need something, you'll be able to text your friends, and such.
I said I hate cell phones, period. If I carry a cell phone around people expect me to check my messages and generally reply to them, which just annoys me. It's another thing I must avoid losing. It exposes me to, 'What phone/apps have you got, is it better or worse than mine' and such. It seems wasteful to keep an electronic device on when I'm not using it. And the phones themselves are awful. Texting makes my hands hurt and causes my mild carpal tunnel syndrome in my left hand to get worse, as well as annoying texts that use those awful abbreviations. Talking on a cell phone creeps me out, the way the mouthpiece doesn't reach down to my mouth and the cold metal is up against my face like some kind of parasite. I hate the noises the phone makes, the obnoxious tones when it's turned on and off as well as the BEEPs.
In short, I absolutely BEGGED gaj to return the phone and get the money back before the 15-day trial time is up. I finally managed to convince her to at least get me a boring phone that can't do much. Though I'm apparently the only person in the world between the ages of 9 and 43 who will not ever want a cell phone and begs not to have one. Gah. If I must keep the phone, I'll 'accidentally' drop it in a swimming pool.