“Hey Eric!”

“What?”

“Where’s your 5-year old phone?”

I showed them my phone. And they laugh, as if I just cracked the funniest joke of the century. But I needn’t do that, for I am the joke. Everyone else laughs, though they don’t know what they were laughing about. The usual office scene.

I’ve had this phone for 5 years, and until now I still don’t get why my officemates make such a big deal out of it. They have named my phone “ancient”, “time machine of the past”, and stuff like that. Maybe it’s just because it’s been 5 years, and I still haven’t upgraded my phone, unlike them. One of my officemates even has a phone that cooks!

Their fun still continues, and my boiling point is almost reached.

Okay, I give in.

I’ll have a new phone by tomorrow. And it will be an object of desire. I will see to it.