So it's happened. Officially. I now own a cellphone. That works. An iPhone, too, no less. I am a telephone Luddite no longer. Sigh.
The problem is that now I have been indoctrinated. Fully. How do I know? Well here are some tell-tale signs:
Have I used the iPhone to check out a band name when stumped? Check.
I have I used the term "apps" in a sentence without rolling my eyes even once? Check.
Have I thought twice before letting another adult touch said iPhone? Check.
Have I told the children flat out that they cannot touch it? Check.
Have I turned the car around after more than 10 kilometers upon realization that I have left iPhone behind?
Yes, to all of the above. See? Ruined.
Call me on my crack phone, though, okay?