5-year old phone
“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.