At Times, My Love for Gadgets Has Gone Way Too Far!!!

I dug this post up from a Windows Mobile forums site from 2006, a time where Windows Mobile was everything to me. Let me give you a quick preview of the story: I was a smartphone junkie, changing devices every few weeks. I was always on the hunt for the device that offered the most in ways of features and beauty. This is the story of a love triangle between me and two of those Windows Mobile devices. It is just sickening, funny, but sickening! God help me!

My Weekend Love Affair With an 8125

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It started on a Thursday afternoon as I was doing some spreadsheet work. I was tapping away at the on screen keyboard with ease on my beautiful ebony toned jamin. She was so responsive to my every touch. As I was carressing her slip resistant casing, thoughts raced through my mind about another with a slide out keyboard. As the day progressed, I found those thoughts were occuring more often. I remember how I saw her on display at the Cingular store looking more dazzling than the others. The big boned IPAQ, the petite 2125, and the conservative business like manner of the Treo 650 were no match for her. She was the one with the sleek lines and a beautiful face that caught my eye and had melted my heart. It was from that day forward that even though the jamin was at my side, it was the 8125 that was on my mind. As night turned into day, the urge became too much and I threw caution to the wind and picked her up. I dared not look at my jamin again until I would have my way with the 8125. I fell even more in love with her after spending only half of what I did on the jamin. Then it happened….The switching out of SIM cards. This is where they first met face to face. I had to strip the jamin of her tightly fitting clothes (a Boxwave flexskin) and pull the SIM card out and put it into the other. So the guilt would not take me over, I put the jamin in my pocket and never looked back. We spent the rest of the afternoon together just getting to know each other a little and she seemed to have it all. She had one annoyance that really kind of showed her cheapness. She kept flashing me her pullout keyboard even when I didn’t want to see it. She acted as though it was an accident and that it would just slide out on its own so I just left it alone. 8125 and I spent all night together in bed. I learned all about her including how she liked to be overclocked. She responded so well to the tweaking I gave her. As the night progressed, I decided to browse some internet and I turned on her Wi-Fi, as i struggled with the settings, I remember how easy it was to set up my beloved jamin. Then in a flash, as I looked at the clock on the table at my bedside I saw her there watching us. My jamin sat there looking hurt and alone. I suddenly remembered what it was about her that intriqued me so. She was simple, elegant, beautiful. Her chrome accents had seperated her from the others in the crowd. She had always done everything in her power to make me happy. As I gazed into my faithful jamin’s beautiful screen, I told her, that cheap whore goes back to Cingular tomorrow. Then we embraced and envoked on a Wi-fi connection together. Without apology and a quick shut of her keyboard, I turned off the 8125. I packaged her up and sent her back to where she came from. I told her there were other men out there who may fall for her like I did but I was not the one for her. My love belonged to the jamin and no other. A couple days went by and me and my jamin spent more time together than ever. She told me there was no need for an apology, but that was just her way. Her and I both know what I did was wrong. As a show of my affection, I contacted Piel Frama and bought her a beautiful Crocodile Skin dress. I have fallen in love all over again and this time its for a long while.