My husband continues to use his machine-washed cell phone with no detectable difficulties. Meanwhile, my phone stopped keeping a charge. I'd charge it up, talk for 10 minutes, and it would power down with no warning. I hung up on Tim, my mom, a couple friends and my boss at various times during the past few weeks.
A chat with "Skippy" the so-cool-everything-bores-him employee at the local Verizon store revealed my sparse options. A battery replacement would be $50. On a three-year-old phone. Or, for less than half that, I could trade in for a new phone.
So I have a new phone, while Tim's stuck with his formerly water-logged communications device, waiting for the evidence of fried parts to show itself.
Not fair is it.
We should've both just bought iPhones. By the time my phone contract's up in two years, maybe Apple will have lowered the price enough we could actually afford them.
A chat with "Skippy" the so-cool-everything-bores-him employee at the local Verizon store revealed my sparse options. A battery replacement would be $50. On a three-year-old phone. Or, for less than half that, I could trade in for a new phone.
So I have a new phone, while Tim's stuck with his formerly water-logged communications device, waiting for the evidence of fried parts to show itself.
Not fair is it.
We should've both just bought iPhones. By the time my phone contract's up in two years, maybe Apple will have lowered the price enough we could actually afford them.
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