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Maybe I’ll buy my mum a new phone for Christmas. She really needs a new one. I was trying to have a conversation with her, and it was hopeless.

Me: [blah blah, telling her something]

She: Pardon?

Me: [Repeat]

She: I can’t hear you. I’m on the bus.

(Not sure why the bus is relevant, but okay, I can work with that.)

Me: [Repeat again]

She: Can you hear me?

Me: Look, shall I SMS you?!

She: No no, that’s okay.

(Oh, she heard that all right)

Me: [Repeat again, loudly and clearly]

Eventually I got the message across. But man, either she needs a new phone, or the old one needs some adjustment in the volume department.

By Daniel Bowen

Transport blogger / campaigner and spokesperson for the Public Transport Users Association / professional geek.
Bunurong land, Melbourne, Australia.
Opinions on this blog are all mine.

3 replies on “Phone”

they’re sooooo painful sometimes!!! that’s me phoning my partner, Shane… “Hi darl…” (some fuzzy, scratchy noises) “can you hear me?”… (silence… then crackles… then bits and pieces of words that he’s saying but totally incomprehensible… then the beep-beep-beep of a call lost in the digital world). That’s followed up a few minutes later when I get an SMS that says “stupid phone won’t work babe. How was your day?”. How can I tell him how my day is in a few written words??? Funny how we just love our phones!

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