2012: My mom attempts her first text message. I am too baffled to respond.
A year passes.
2013: My mom tries to tell a cousin: "We are here." Instead, this happens.
Happy birthday, Mumsy!
Maybe this will be the year you finally figure it out.
Though the part of me that loves laughing hysterically kind of hopes you never do.
(IMPORTANT UPDATE HERE)
This was originally posted back in May, but was removed from the site when I realized that it had been co-opted by the Russians as some sort of hacker portal. The Internet is a strange, strange place.
Anyway, for the sake of completeness, here it is again.
Average number of phone calls I make and/or receive per day: <1
My stress level at having no phone on hand: entirely disproportionate to that statistic.