My love affair with the Sony Ericsson is FINITO…
I was naively seduced by the very endearing W810i commercials, and then picked one up in January.
In August, bang in the middle of a family crisis, the damn thing quit working! I am so furious with this bad boy of cell phones, which looks and sounds good, but doesn’t satisfy that basic purpose in times of need — being able to make a phone call during a crisis.
Once the service centre repairs it, and I pawn of this baby, I go back to Nokia, the strong, sturdy type, which is, well, for keeps.
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