So I had decided I'll do something awesome when the sun rises in 2015.
I slept through it.
It was awesome.
But then I woke up at 9 with phone battery at 12%. I plugged it in and when I was ready to face the world, I walked down at 9:45. My phone battery had reached 50%. Hmm. I'll just use mom's phone's charger and it should be cool.
However, I forgot.
I made a call and decided I will go window shopping.
You see, I don't *need* new clothes, just *want* them. Just window shopping, I promised myself.
That's when I decided I will stop being slave to technology. I decided I will not recharge my phone all day and see where it goes.
Yes, I carry a power bank, and yes, I carry a charger too. I could totally recharge my phone, but hey, I am not going to break my first resolution in first few hours of new year no?
By the time I left for window shopping, battery was at 40%. (I had made just ONE phone call.)
I got a pretty new kurta from FabIndia (why are all the things I want so expensive? Why can't things just appear out of thin air for me? I mean, I totally deserve that)
Came back, and quickly fixed a quick lunch, left for work (ate at office, because cannot reach late on first day of new year, also salary day) and saw a WhatsApp alert from V which went hi hihihi hi. Okay, I need to reply, I'll do it when I reach office.
Fuck. Battery at 16%. Wtf. I didn't even do anything. Was my phone, that was in my jeans pocket, heating my body or what.
Anyhoo, so I quickly text V that hi hi hih and happy new year and will mail. Rest of the conversation happened over 34 odd emails sent back and forth.
Now, I had kept the data turned off since I reached office - got to keep that battery till I reach home - don't want mom calling me to tell how she found 6 parrots when she went for her evening walk and panic that she couldn't get through.
At 4 I think of checking if I got any whatsapp messages. I turn on the data, and even while sitting idle, the damned battery had gone down to 8% in 2 hours.
No, no one had WhatsApped me. Like, no one does. :(
In the mean time, I decide to turn off the phone. (I checked Twitter only once to reply to a DM which had a link to some Twitter gossip. :D)
I just got home and mom made me grilled cheese sandwich (basically, roasted bread on tawa and put a cheese slice between two breads and had used Amul's garlic herbed butter to toast it) and I wanted to instagram that, but couldn't because phone would die on me. :(
I felt so miserable not being able to instagram my food. :( :( :(
Anyhoo. After I turned off the phone and turned it back on, the battery remained 8%. I mean, it is 8% even now, good 2 hours after I turned it off and back on. Maybe there was a rogue app which needed the quick fix (switch off and switch on) or maybe my phone is possessed.
I'm willing to bet it's the second one.
Brb.
Setting phone on fire.
I slept through it.
It was awesome.
But then I woke up at 9 with phone battery at 12%. I plugged it in and when I was ready to face the world, I walked down at 9:45. My phone battery had reached 50%. Hmm. I'll just use mom's phone's charger and it should be cool.
However, I forgot.
I made a call and decided I will go window shopping.
You see, I don't *need* new clothes, just *want* them. Just window shopping, I promised myself.
That's when I decided I will stop being slave to technology. I decided I will not recharge my phone all day and see where it goes.
Yes, I carry a power bank, and yes, I carry a charger too. I could totally recharge my phone, but hey, I am not going to break my first resolution in first few hours of new year no?
By the time I left for window shopping, battery was at 40%. (I had made just ONE phone call.)
I got a pretty new kurta from FabIndia (why are all the things I want so expensive? Why can't things just appear out of thin air for me? I mean, I totally deserve that)
Came back, and quickly fixed a quick lunch, left for work (ate at office, because cannot reach late on first day of new year, also salary day) and saw a WhatsApp alert from V which went hi hihihi hi. Okay, I need to reply, I'll do it when I reach office.
Fuck. Battery at 16%. Wtf. I didn't even do anything. Was my phone, that was in my jeans pocket, heating my body or what.
Anyhoo, so I quickly text V that hi hi hih and happy new year and will mail. Rest of the conversation happened over 34 odd emails sent back and forth.
Now, I had kept the data turned off since I reached office - got to keep that battery till I reach home - don't want mom calling me to tell how she found 6 parrots when she went for her evening walk and panic that she couldn't get through.
At 4 I think of checking if I got any whatsapp messages. I turn on the data, and even while sitting idle, the damned battery had gone down to 8% in 2 hours.
No, no one had WhatsApped me. Like, no one does. :(
In the mean time, I decide to turn off the phone. (I checked Twitter only once to reply to a DM which had a link to some Twitter gossip. :D)
I just got home and mom made me grilled cheese sandwich (basically, roasted bread on tawa and put a cheese slice between two breads and had used Amul's garlic herbed butter to toast it) and I wanted to instagram that, but couldn't because phone would die on me. :(
I felt so miserable not being able to instagram my food. :( :( :(
Anyhoo. After I turned off the phone and turned it back on, the battery remained 8%. I mean, it is 8% even now, good 2 hours after I turned it off and back on. Maybe there was a rogue app which needed the quick fix (switch off and switch on) or maybe my phone is possessed.
I'm willing to bet it's the second one.
Brb.
Setting phone on fire.
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