Honestly, I had every intention of writing about swimming today. At 11 am (my time zone ) , I had my coffee, my comfy sweater, and my favorite blanket set.
Even better,I had a "cute" story planned out about : how a lifeguard in Iraq threw me off a diving board, despite my protests. Then, I overcame my fear of heights and go skydiving now (ok, I only went once).
But, this is not the turn this story will take. Instead, today I am angry. In truth, I am swimming in bills. My telephone bill turned up at $ 303. Yet, I rarely make phone-calls.
See, if you consume the internet to its full capacity (I really did not know such a thing existed), you end up getting charged 0.07/extra MB (i.e. $220 extra on internet usage alone).
To be fair, this is mostly my fault (if not entirely). Indeed, I was sent a precise message, a warning, a vixen in the form of a text message, stating : 'Dear customer you have reached your internet bundle usage and will be charged , PAY AS YOU GO'.
Now, I am angry. This is not an emotion I am accustomed to.For, I rarely get MAD (except when it comes to food).
I want to say that I fully blame myself. But, my initial reaction was to, "stick it to the man".
Although the phone systems in Lebanon (like many systems), are corrupt- they did warn me, and for that I cannot find fault.
Now, I wonder if using apps like Instagram, Facebook ( yes, I still use Facebook), and those WhatsApp calls were worth it?
Now, I'm stumped trying to think what the moral of the story is. Well, I think I figured it out : I'm an idiot, I'm a blubbering fool. - Photo by my cousin.
Considering, I read so much, you'd think I'd know how to decipher a clearly written, simple, straight to the point message.
Alas, I wish this was just me telling a story (i.e. trying to be creative). But, I'm not. My final thoughts are, maybe they should dedicate a book to me titled, "cellphone usage for dummies".