We don’t have a landline. It is kind of strange. When my girls were young, I would never had gone without a landline…even when we moved into the cell phone age…I always wanted that assurance that they could find us where ever we were. Before we left Iowa, I basically paid the ridiculous fee for having a home phone so the telemarketers could reach me. *curse
This is basically what my phone looked like.
But this isn’t a phone. The is the Direct TV remote. Because my remote looks like my old phone, I’m irritated beyond belief. Don’t try to read ahead and assume I think this thing is a phone and try to answer it. I’m not there yet. NO… I waste countless minutes of the day looking for the TV remote that is right in front of me because I think it is the phone! Observe…this is what all of my other remotes look like and quite frankly, this is what a remote is supposed to look like!
So there you have it! Just a glimpse of how complicated my life is.
Until next time!
does it vibrate?
And it’s just ugly!