Alan
Pek Part 1 of 2
27 MAR 08
After
years of serving me, my bulky Nokia finally got a heart attack and
died like a week ago. Honestly, I am not a sucker for fancy hi tech
stuff. When most of my friends are showing off their paper thin
handphones, I am still trying to stuff my thick Nokia in front of
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My friends would have mp3 music whenever they receive a call but
my Nokia would blare a deafening tone like an alarm clock. They
did tell me to change my phone, since a new one doesn’t
really cost much. I am aware of that, but I just hate to be tied
down to a 2-year contract.
I
don’t think I can commit to a phone for 2 years. It’s
like getting married. If they want me to sign a 2 year bond, at
least let me try out the phone for 2-3 months. Let me take it
out to a dinner and movie or something. Give us sometime to see
if we are right for each other. It may look pretty but you can
never know what sort of creepy habits the new phone might have.
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EB:
I accept the marriage of "Motorola bte A630" with the
dowry of SGD$45 per month for 2 years.
Tok Kadi: Agree?
Handphone: Agreed!
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To
me, I want my phone to be able to make and receive calls. Sending
sms is the only extra feature that I need. I can do without the
taking pictures, sending MMS, playing hi-quality graphics games
and all that stuff. And throughout the years, I always try to
dodge any contract. I try my best to keep my liabilities low.
I prefer to haggle with the mobile phone Ah beng and pay cash
for my second hand phone (which usually cost me like $60) and
then get a non-bonded line.
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But
for this time, I thought, I’ll bite the bullet and sign
contract anyway and surprise my friends. I can at last get into
the fancy-phone-wagon and maybe I can finally understand what
the heck they are talking about when they say “Can you send
me that ring tone via Blue tooth?” Mmmm.. I can so see it
now… With a fancy phone, I can record a nose-digging auntie
on the MRT and post the video on Youtube, I can give the “loser
smirk” to anyone who have a cheaper phone than me and lastly,
I can join the conversation on how the new Motorola is so slim
it weighs less than a peanut.
The line at SingTel was atrocious. It was like waiting in a Polyclinic.
A Polyclinic not funded by the Government type of Polyclinic.
First I have to wait in line to get my number. Then after that,
I gotta wait some more until someone call for it. After almost
hours of waiting, and choosing the most basic plan, I finally
signed the contract in blood and they gave me a new handphone
in a box.
Now
that was new for me. I never got my handphone tuck nicely in
a box. The ones I buy from Haig Road come with a red plastic
bag. I went back home and I showed it off to my siblings and
parents. Being a if-it-looks-different-and techy-I-gotta-have-
it kinda person, my Dad was instantly jealous. And he opt to
make me an offer…
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 Hmmm..
Tempting but no thanks. |
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younger sister on the other hand is skeptical and said: |
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Ouch that hurts.. But I admit sometimes
her psychic
abilities can be pretty accurate.
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Oh
well, I have signed the bond and there’s no turning back
now… But I am happy with my spanking new phone. It can take
pictures, store mp3s, GPS system, give x-ray readings, iron clothes..
It’s all good. |
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Powerlah my new phone :D |
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was about to update all my friends with my new number until I got
a phone call. The guy on the other end said… |
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Hell
has just begun…
Evil Bunny |
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