Monday, July 18, 2005
BETWEEN A ROCK AND A HARD PLACE
My cell phone hip pouch was one of my essential accessories whenever I went out - cool, comfy, easily reachable. Until my cousin told me last week that I was taking a big risk. She peppered her talk with real life incidents where her friends had lost mobiles worth five times my Nokia 3315. "It's too easy to grab and run" was her argument.
Since then, sufficiently scared, I have been struggling to find an alternate way to carry my phone. I absolutely detest the idea of looking like a dog on a leash, so the neck tag is ruled out. If I were to put it in my shirt pocket, I would be fighting medical research which claims that cell phone radiation causes heart attack. If I put it in my trouser pockets.. darn, I don't even want to go in there! Where else? For once, I wish I were born a girl - I could carry handbags around!
So I'm left to choose between cardiac failure and impotence. That's just SUPER! For now, shirt pocket it is, because I read in a journal that a healthy sex life keeps the heart healthy. Aha!