My reasoning was wrong
“Mom, you need a new cell phone,” said my son yesterday as he held my cell.
“No, I don’t,” I responded.
“Yeah, you do,” he said. “Look at it, it’s all scratched up, and the cover comes off, and…it’s old.”
I argued with him some more. I explained that just because something was “old” doesn’t mean that it’s not still perfectly fine. (And by the way, I got the phone in March of 2005 — it’s not even 2 years old yet.) I explained that I LIKED the fact that the cover came off; it’s supposed to do that so that you can replace the faceplate if you want, and I especially like it because when I drop it on the pavement (which I do just about every other day) it “explodes” instead of breaking. I just snap the 3 pieces back together and it’s fine. I explained that the scratches don’t bother me, and they don’t stop me from using the phone, which works just fine.
It occurred to me later though that my reasoning was wrong. I shouldn’t have been arguing with him about why I didn’t need or want a new cell phone; I should have pointed out that no one needs a cell phone period.
The only reason why I agreed to get a cell phone was to shut off my land line. And that cell phone lasted me five years before it died. I more than got my money’s worth out of it!