I Hope you all enjoyed St Patricks Day. It just so happens to also be my Birthday. I have what must be the best day of the year to have a birthday. It’s a national holiday so I never had to go to school as a child. It comes slap bang in the middle of lent so everyone breaks out. There is a real party feeling to the day throughout the country, and last but not least hardly anyone forgets my birthday.
Today was also a big milestone for me…
No it is not a significant birthday but it is the end of an era. Today I exchanged my phone which looked like this
for an iphone.
My new phone and I had a rocky start. In order to begin using it I had to try to get the sim card into the phone. We tried to pull the iphone apart, as you would the old phones, but thankfully that didn’t work. Then we decided to google “how do you put a sim card into an iphone?” . The top suggestion was to watch a youtube video. This showed just how easy it was. Allegedly! However despite trying many times we could not get that poxy bit to come out of the phone, despite prompting it with needles, pins and everything else we could get our hands on. Luckily for us, and perhaps the iphone, my children woke up and within seconds all was sorted. When they asked me was I trying long I lied through my teeth and said we’d only tried once or twice.
Now hours later I am well on my way to being an iphone addict.
However I must admit I have been slightly sad to say goodbye to my old phone. It had very little to offer, but it did all it was supposed to. It was a phone in the old fashioned sense, in that it could make and receive calls and texts. Nothing else.
No camera or internet, but you could bounce it off the ground and it would still work perfectly.
One of my favourite memories of my old phone was a joke my daughter used to play with it.
On my phone was “the speaking clock”. It was a button you pressed which spoke the time. So as you pressed it it said, “the time is ……”.
Well my daughter used to pretend that the phone reacted to her voice. So she would say to the phone “What time is it?”. Then she would press the button without anyone realising and the phone would “reply”, “The time is……”.
Her smartphone friends were quite taken by this and inevitably they would decide they wanted to try it.
So over they would come and say “What time is it?”. At this point my daughter would not press the button so there would be no sound from the phone. Then she would say to her friends ” It’s voice recognition, so I don’t think it understands your accent. You have to speak with a Cork accent. Then she would ask it again, in a very exaggerated Cork accent, ( The Cork accent is a very sing song up and down accent and they are prone to using the word” boy” pronounced as “buy” in random places. For instance instead of saying “Hi”, they say “Hows the goin buy?”).
My daughters friends were game for this. They would line up to speak to the phone with an exaggerated Cork accent. My daughter would then press the button and the clock would speak, supposedly having “recognised” their accent. This actually made them even more interested and there would be a queue of people all lined up to speak in an exaggerated Cork accent. Eventually someone would cop what was happening and the fun would end.
Sadly such fun is now a thing of the past. It is time to leave behind the days when a phone was just a phone, and to embrace modern technology once and for all.
But it was fun while it lasted. Tonight I will have a little drink to the passing of my old phone. I might also have a drink to my birthday, St Patrick, Mondays, Children, Family, WordPress and whatever else I can think of!
Sláinte Happy St Patricks Day. xx