Friday, February 19, 2010


I resisted the cell phone fot many years. I hate the frakking phone to begin with, and I sure as hell didn't want to get calls when I was out of the office or away from home. For emergencies, I kept a prepaid cell phone, and I never gave anyone the number. I don't think I even knew the number.

Then Mrs Vache Folle got me a Blackberry on which I can receive and send e-mails and go on-line. I can open most attachments. I never go out without it, and I refer to it often. I take pictures with it and play games on it. It kills time in waiting rooms, etc. I love it and don't know how I ever lived without it.

I still don't give out the phone number. I have never even turned on the ringer. If you need me, e-mail me. Mrs Vache Folle can text me through BBM, but nobody else can.

I'm reminded of the story of an old man who got a phone after fifty years. When he had visitors one day, the phone rang and rang, and a visitor asked if he were going to answer it. The old man replied, "It's for my convenience."


Steve Scott said...

"It's for my convenience" doesn't work well with a lot of people. I'm glad it does for you. I thought that I could figure out your number simply by calling every number until you answered, but your ringer is off. So, I'll make a list of all the numbers that don't ever answer and go from there. I'll figure it out someday.

Doctor Lenny said...

I just got a blackberry in February also - it's like a designer leash and chain. I haven't figure out how to play chess yet, but i can listen to music (pandora). A convenience i'll be pleased to lose when it all comes down (if?)

Vache Folle said...

Dr Lenny is back!!!!