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My phone died. What time is it?

I pulled my phone out of my pocket last Saturday night by its new app ( a 4-inch strip of folded-over duct tape so I don’t have to dig in my pocket for it) and the back came off and the battery skittered across the kitchen floor.

I jammed it all back together and the keyboard would light up but the screen was dead. Oh well. Have not missed it that much except for the fact I have to walk to the barn and look at the clock on the wall to see what time it is.

Everyone seems horrified that I don’t have a phone, I just have to have a phone. So I have been looking at used Samsung galaxy 4’s and 5’s to slip my sim card into. That just sounds dirty...

I have decided I would like to have a Motorola bag phone with a shoulder case and a corded handset. Or maybe I will just get a Timex watch...

Dean Mullis writes from Laughing Owl Farm in Richfield.

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