I knew I was addicted to my blackberry when....
I've always known I was addicted. I just think I was in denial until today. I was sitting in class when a man walked into my class and pulled my professor aside and told him something. After, my professor announced that a tornado warning was in effect for our county. (I live in Oklahoma and lately the weather has been crazy unpredictable.) My professor went on to talk about where the tornado warning pertained to, but all I could think about was bb :confused:
Our class was dismissed and I go to walk outside, and there is this terrential downpour :eek: I mean it was raining cats and dogs. I'm from Arizona so I imagine it was equivalent to our yearly rainfall...lol. Most people are worrying about getting home. Not me, I'm thinking about how I'm NOT going to get my bb wet.
I put my bb in my backpack, and I'm about to make a run for it, and I stop. Quickly thoughts emerge about how the rain is most likely going to drench my backpack. I could just see my bb getting wet. I take out the bb and put it in my pocket. I keep my hand on top of my bb thinking, if I do get soaked least my hand will be wet first. I have my car keys in my other hand, I'm ready to go! I take off running to my car, and when I get to the car I'm completely soaked. The only thing that was dry: my bb :cool: As I was sitting in the car I kind of chuckled to myself, and thats when I had the a-ha moment. I realized, YES MY NAME IS STEFANIE AND I'M ADDICTED TO MY BLACKBERRY! Then my second thought was, I have to let my fellow crackberry addicts know about my experience. I honestly dont think the non-blackberry members of society would appreciate it as much.
Thankfully, I made it home safe, the tornado warning since has expired, and most of all my blackberry is dry! ;)
I knew I was a Fiend because...
I couldnt sleep at night without jumping up and checkin my BB to see if I had a new message and/or my "fave" BB buddy sent me any new pics;)and I get excited when I see someone else with a BB, I feel like I found a long lost brother or sister...LMAO...I refuse to go to REHAB, because REHAB is for QUITTERS...:rolleyes: