Ovary Pink
First things first. Thank you. Each and every comment and email has been read, cried over, and loved. I will get back to you, but I just have to thank you now. Thank you.
I have a new cell phone.
Which means that I had to haul my ass to the Sprint store and stare at the gallery of phones. And learn just how old I am. Because I had no idea…no idea that people liked so much shit on their phones. I want a phone. That travels with me. Period. I will not text you, email you, take your picture, or watch your video. Just, you know, let me call you sometimes.
I also learned that the makers of cell phones are thinking about you. By you, I mean you ladies.
Am I the only one who does not need a phone that reminds me of my uterus? Did the Sprint/Sanyo people really think that all you need is a girlie pink phone and we would swoon? Ohh! So ovary like! It reminds me of my insides! Ohmygod! I bet it looks like the inside of my boyfriend too!*
Really?
Several phones came in pink or had jangly ugly jewels you can hang on your phone or dear god, stick-on rhinestones. Is this all there is?
I hope not.
Because I’m bored.
*If you want a quickie on gender and color, see HERE. I have no idea how valid it is but it follows along with what I’ve always learned. My new phone is blue. I’m so 19th century.
Posted by Melissa on October 10th, 2006 under Flaming Ovaries, Melancholia
October 11th, 2006 at 12:49 am
Well, I think there are dozens of people out there (girls & women) who enjoy this uterus-like cell phone. Maybe they just feel comfortable about it. Or, they’re just not girly enough yet they want others to see her as a girly person.
I’m an old-fashioned, too. I’d prefer black or silver for my cell phone. Once, I had this marroon one with crystals on it, and it was kinda weird for I don’t like jewelry that much.
Well, the uterus-like cell phone above is somehow cute. I mught be buying that for a niece or a younger girl friend. But, not for me.
October 11th, 2006 at 8:09 am
Does it do any tricks? Like, stimulate women in a special way? Heh.
October 11th, 2006 at 9:43 am
Remember that Seinfield episode? Elaine had her phone set to vibrate & kept asking people to call her??
I have a Trac-phone. prepaid wireless, no bells, no whistles. The only reason I gave in to the whole cell-phone culture is the kids. Since I go to the beach on the weekends and Joe works on weekends, heaven forbid something were to happen and I couldn’t get in touch with him. At first I was all, oh what could happen? My car break down on the road? That’s why the nice people at NJDOT put those call boxes every mile on the way to the shore…
Now it’s just something else for me to worry about losing/breaking/forgetting.
October 11th, 2006 at 9:50 am
Gad, I am so with you re phones! I just want a phone, you know, a te-le-phone. I don’t want to shoot movies or type novels or fax shit. I just want a phone. But on the other hand, I guess if it’s going to be lurid pink and porn-disco shiny, it had better also vibrate and have attachments.
Meanwhile, the Goldfish offers (after links to funny baby clothes) another part of the blue/pink story, which you as an art goddess, will appreciate.
(And of course we have other reasons to disassociate ourselves from over-pinkness, even if it is Breast Cancer Awareness Month. But you knew that.)
October 11th, 2006 at 8:49 pm
And what’s with the miniscule buttons???? Good thing the phone key pad is burned into my brain because I can’t see the keypad worth shit on those phones. And my poor dad… “blessed” with fat fingers - he’s got everyone on a speed dial so he won’t have to punch the buttons, just the menu ring.
Mine is silver but when you pop it up it has a picture montage of baby animals (my son loves it). My husband’s is a plain jane black flip phone with the biggest buttons I could find.
There needs to be a line of phones for people who want PHONES!
October 12th, 2006 at 11:08 pm
I felt the same way about my phone. I just wanted to call someone now and again. But lo and behold, my hubby talked me into a camera phone. And honestly, it can be kinda fun. But yeah, the whole girly-girl pink stuff and whatnot…. Don’t really care.
Read the gender/color stuff. That’s really wild!