Smash it up, you can keep your cell phone service!

Last night, a great injustice was corrected. My former cell phone is now a dumpster denizen! This dinosaur had provided a slight period of giddiness after its purchase 2 years ago, it being a GRAND improvement over the concrete brick I had been lugging around.

Needless to say, the Nokia Craptastic 3520 has been less than exemplary since then. Its connected number keys were such a horrific design flaw, that despite my brother's soldering, would rarely distinguish between 4, 7 and *. Despite the occasional amusement at having to write "On choo-choo" instead of "On train" (stupid 7 key!!!) I was quickly wearied of such irritating work-arounds.

(AT&T/Cingular who just lost my service to Sprint is equally to blame...Who is roaming while standing in their living room?....but smashing your headquarters with a hammer might put a cramp in my social life.)

To see the full photo documentation of the destruction, click here.

(oh, btw the entry's title is an homage to this ditty of course!)