Paranoia is at work yet again.

I woke up today with a bad feeling. Something which occurred yesterday still haunted me. Still weary from the lack of sleep, I leapt out of bed and reached for - not the ocean blue PS2 controller, mind you - my cell phone. Sure enough, upon close scrutiny, two fresh new wounds, each about one-tenth the size of the period at the end of this sentence, were discovered. Scratches and I never co-exist. It's either the scratches go or, well, since I can't go anywhere, the phone goes. Desperate, I began to feverishly polish the affected part with my shirt without realizing the simple fact that scratched surfaces can never be revived to their original glories.

This was bad.

There was virtually nothing I could do. Since the two dotted wounds were within close proximity, I had thought of manually drawing an arc under them to create a smiley, so that people might think that they were there for a reason. (This was what I had been doing to my lecture notes if such misfortunes were to befall.) Eventually, I had decided against the ingenious idea as such imperfections-made-even-more-obvious would only agitate me further. Right now, my blood is boiling to the extent of evaporation, but as a person/friend/jerk/dork/good citizen I would like to warn you people about one very simple way to get your phone scratched.

Your pockets sure prevent external threats from reaching your phone, but within itself, danger can arise. Before you slot your phone inside thinking that your phone's safe, check the bloody pocket to see if there's any foreign object in it. I didn't, and when I finally reached in to retrieve my phone, I realized that there was another resident - a 20 cents coin which was staring at me with a bloody smirk, confident that it had managed to wreck my day. I looked at it in disbelief, and without further deliberation, I hurled it into a nearby drain.

You see, that is the fundamental reason why I have always believed in the saying "money is the root of all evil". Take my advice, and your phone might just live a day longer.

This entry was posted by Kelvin, on Friday, November 25, 2005.