Consumerific

For some reason unknown even to me, I’ve gotten it into my head that I want a T-Mobile Sidekick 3. And let me this perfectly clear right now – I do not need a Sidekick 3. The only person who needs a Sidekick less than I do might be a person living in a pre-industrial society in the Amazon with no electricity, no cell phone towers and no one else to contact via cell phone or email. I already have a cell phone, of course. I have the lowest minute rate plan that T-Mobile offers, and the only time I have ever gone over my minutes was when I was on a business trip and used up all my anytime minutes dealing with a crisis back at work, which does not count. That was in May of 2004.

My cell phone usage/ownership is a joke with my friends and family, because I only turn it on if I know someone might be calling me on it, or if I need to use it. I’m always slightly surprised when it rings, and they are always slightly surprised when I answer it. If you leave me a message on my cell phone there’s a good chance it will be days before I realize it. I don’t have anyone’s number programmed into the phone, which I admit is more out of laziness than anything else. I’m sure I could figure out how to do it, and it probably would be more convenient for me if I did. I’ve never sent anyone a text message.

And yet, here I am, checking out the Sidekick and its features on the T-Mobile website. It has an MP3 player – and I don’t have an MP3 player! It has a digital camera. Well, I have one of those, but not on my cell phone! It could be my PDA – I’d never miss one of my friends’ birthdays again! Maybe I could even use it to track my food consumption during the day and load that info into my blood sugar log at night! Plus sending email would be fun.

Right. I need to calm down and step away from the computer before I talk myself into spending way too much money on something I absolutely do not need.