when, by this morning, no phone materialised on my doorstep, i composed a long and unforgiving tirade filled with hints of letters to the straits times and calls to case, and went to town again. i never got to deliver it, because when i walked up to the counter both the guy who sold me the phone and his manager started ms heng-ing it left and right and mea-culpa-ing it up so abjectly that i didn't think i should say very much more without sounding unreasonable. (this, i'm afraid, is a little bit like anne of green gables and her big apology to mrs whashername) besides which, although i was done out of my big unfriendly speech, (and minz doesn't get many chances to do big unfriendly speeches) they threw in a bunch of free gifts including a foot massage voucher for an orchard reflexologist which i can very well do with, especially if i start a new ballet class next week. so all in all, except for the irritation all weekend and the extra trip to town, it wasn't bad at all, and i went to orchard library afterwards and got a volume of dostoevsky short stories, so even the trip to town was not such a waste.
to resume: my fourth phone and my first non-ericsson. the keypad takes a little getting used to especially when sms-ing becos the space key is at the bottom right (on ericssons it's the top left, which on this samsung is a voicemail shortcut) squabbles: its irritating blue backlight, (like the nokia 8250! why can't they do friendly green lights?!?!) the keys are flattish and not as satisfyingly punchy, and the numerical display is gigantic compared to everything else (i mean, i'm not blind! unless, of course, the shocking blue backlight blinds me, which it well may) also that, with a folder phone, i must either indiscriminately answer any call that comes through, or i can check my caller id but give up flip-answering.
otherwise it's a beautiful little phone, and only 70g, almost as light as my t600. and tjan i got the white imac-like phone, not the shimmery red; although i secretly think the red is prettier, the matter-of-fact white is very pleasing - it's got to be one of the most understated phones around. and i am having a ball with the ring melodies, which i discovered included the queen of the night aria and claire de lune, which made me chortle, although i am the first to admit there's nothing amusing about it. or maybe there is. and possibly there is something a tad ludicrous about portable electronic renditions of classical music - complicated ring melodies in electronic tones always has something artificial about them that invites a tee-heeing.
i have got a new phone! so now you can all call me as much as you like.