Wow, not having a phone for 2.5 weeks is horrible! Here is the story of my Motorola V3t repair adventure.
Nine months ago I get a new Motorola V3t and I am totally stoked. It was a great phone. Four months go by and I drop it in the toilet…full of my pee! I immediately grab it out of the ‘yellow’ water and yank the battery out as fast as I can. I wipe it down and dry it off the best I can. After take the cover off and blowing it out really well with canned air I let it dry for 2 days. I put everything back together after 2 days and it comes back to life, much to my relief.
So I am happy for another 3 months and then as I am getting out of my truck I hear a “clank clank”. I look down and realize I had my phone on my lap and forgot about it. So as I got out it drops on the nice hard concrete and breaks one of the hinge pieces. I immediately call warranty support to see if they will replace it. Well it turns out Motorola doesn’t warranty hinge pieces! @#%! One and a half months go by(with a floppy hinged phone) and after a little search on ebay I find a cheap supplier of hinge parts, which I order right away. The day before the hinge parts arrive I dropped the damn phone again! This time breaking the ribbon cable so I can’t see my main screen to dial phone book entries. Yay!
I go back to ebay and order a new keypad, which has the ribbon cable connected to it. A couple of days go by and I decide to go skiing. I get back from skiing and my feet are sore, so I decide to cook up a warm tub of epsom salt and water. As I am setting the tub of water on the ground I see my cell phone leap from my shirt pocket towards it’s death. I can’t do anything except watch as my phone commits suicide into a tub of salt water. Which is extremely bad for electronics of any kind! After a colorful display of verbiage I grab the phone out of the water and attempt to dry it off. I wait another day for the drying process to complete, during which time I recieved the keypad. I take everything apart and put in the new keypad and put everthing back together. I say a small prayer to the phone Gods and hit the power button…….Nothing…..Then I notice a warming sensation on my hand………The sensation gets more warm to the point of hot/burning. I realize “oh $@#$” my phone is cooking! Deciding suicide by salt water is not enough, the phone decides to roast itself alive. I am furious, sad and a little depressed. My, pratically, new phone is demolished. So begins my search for a new one.
Two weeks go by without a phone and I am hating life. At first it was kind of liberating, but as time went on I found myself wanting to call people to realize I have no damn phone. I went through 21 years of life without a cell phone and I didn’t know the difference. Nine years with a cell phone and I turn into a cell-crack addict. It has turned into such a convenience that I am practically lost without it. Son of a…..!
Well, needless to say I have my crack(phone) again. So if anyone called me and I never responded, that would be the reason why.
Let’s hear some of your cellphone horror stories!