I’ve always noticed the big and little differences that my deafness brings to the forefront, but sometimes I take it for granted that some things might not seem so blastedly normal for others :)
So maybe I harbor a secret wish for an iPhone. Something that would let me stay connected and online. Except, you have zero packages that allow you to text only. Meaning, a $99/monthly phone bill, for a cell phone for a deaf chick.
My old flip cell was so ancient that even the teenager at the phone store couldn’t figure out how to reprogram it.
As my main mode of communication when I can’t just pick up a phone and call someone, that puppy has seen tens of thousands of text messages – and dare I say a few lines of poetry from Mr. Daddy.
(A favorite: “I love you, ain’t no lie. When I get home, gonna lick you in the eye”. Swoon)
But still, imagine my embarrassment when the salesguy picked up Old Faithful and stared at it in shock.
You know it’s bad when the Verizon guy is impressed that you’ve actually managed to text the letters clean off your phone…
And in case Verizon is checking out my teeny little blog… I’ll buy the nice phone if you can figure out a package for us hearing-impaired folk :) And I’ll love you forever. And say nice stuff about you on the blog. I mean seriously; if that picture isn’t a cry for help, what is? :)
Love, The Deaf Texter
Joining up with King Julien for Letters of Intent… hop on over for more letters!