My boyfriend bought a pink Blackberry.
I told him it was girlie, but you know, men just don’t listen.
He actually had a pretty good reason for his choice. He spends a lot of time in hotel rooms, and the only other available color is silver. A silver Blackberry looks a lot like a T.V. remote.
It’s liable to get left behind.
The only other choice?
Pink.
I actually kind of admire him for it. This is a man who’s secure in his masculinity.
(As he should be. ‘Nuff said.
The trouble is, if I ever get a Blackberry, I’m stuck with the silver model.
That is so not fair.
But it’s okay. Not having a Blackberry leaves me more time for reading gossip magazines and watching American Idol.