love 'em hate 'em

no, this is not a post about my FIVE children. although, there are days.....

this is a post about cell phones. love 'em when i'm stuck on the highway alone with a flat tire or an empty tank of gas. hate 'em when i want to have a conversation with the person in the car with me and instead i'm listening to a one-ended one. love 'em when i'm shopping and i see something i think someone might want and i call them and it's exactly what they want and i can get it for them at a really good price. hate 'em when i'm shopping and someone calls me and asks me can i please get them exactly what they want at a really good price. love 'em when i've forgotten something at home and i call to remind the ones still at home to bring the something i've forgotten. hate 'em when i'm at home and i'm called to bring the something that was forgotten. love 'em when i've programmed the nice quiet ring. hate 'em when my 11 year old has programmed the nice loud song from the 70's game show. love 'em for the convenience. hate 'em for making my life more complicated...