First, there were the ones that made us look like Zack Morris. Not that there's anything wrong with that. Then, there were the ones we could flip open to answer, and look super cool while doing it. Sort of. Now, there are "smart" ones that do alot more than make calls.
The evolution of the cell phone over the last decade is a funny thing. We went from big phones that barely fit in our pockets, to smaller, lighter phones, back to larger phones that are magically light.
Make up your mind, people.
During a recent stop at my parent's house, I discovered a few old phones while raiding my bedroom for things to throw out. These bad boys are beauties; Hall of Famers in my book. They are currently being framed and mounted on my wall.
We have here the Nokia 5165, which everyone and their mother had. Coincidentally, my mom was the only person I talked with on this phone. This was my second cell phone, probably from 2001-2002, when I kicked it with AT&T. Those were some dark days, right iPhone users?
Next is a Motorola phone without a model name that I don't want to spend time searching for. There's a blinding blue light beaming from it. This is likely my third phone, which was thrown at a wall when Tampa Bay beat the Eagles in the NFC Championship in 2003.
Last is the Samsung SCH-A650. What a wild name for something so simple. This was my attempt at becoming modern in 2005, when flip phones were in. I think. (I just got rid of a flip phone a few weeks ago.) It was with me when I graduated from college and got hammered after the ceremony.
Aaaaahhh the memories.
Sadly, I recently upgraded to a semi-fancy (by my standards) cellular device that- holy cow!- slides open to reveal- oh my goodness!- a full keypad with every letter in the alphabet!
It looks like I'm moving up in the world, unfortunately. Maybe I'll even own a real smarty pants phone by 2014.
RIP Nokia 5165. You are gone but never forgotten.
