tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027105660999256483.post4660258212751435841..comments2023-07-31T06:39:35.966-04:00Comments on The Cranky Librarian: Welcome to the 21st CenturyLibrary Ladyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10598292542165692366noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027105660999256483.post-73202513389964602412009-12-07T14:16:02.551-05:002009-12-07T14:16:02.551-05:00Hooray for Cranky! Yes, I'm the other one who...Hooray for Cranky! Yes, I'm the other one who carries around the unglamorous cell phone with a perpetually dead battery. <br /><br />I too got a new phone recently. I walked into the AT&T store and told the guy to show me The Grandma Phone. The one that's not even on display -- that's designed for the little old lady who can't figure out how to work a phone. Because that's me. I told him the only things I want it to do are hold a charge for a year and a half after you plug it in the wall one time and pick up a signal on the dark side of the moon.<br /><br />And where is it now? At the bottom of my purse with a dead battery because I lost the car charger. I can never remember to bring the phone inside the house where the wall charger is. <br />Years ago, I used to bring my purse in the house in the evenings. One Saturday, Meg painted her face and our entire stair carpet with a lipstick palette. I decided the only sensible thing to do was to leave the purse in the car when I'm not at work. <br /><br />But ah, the phone - it's a nice shiny color that approximates UK blue. And I don't have a Paducah phone number anymore. Not that you can reach me on the number I do have.drossnoreply@blogger.com