On Smart Phones

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Syra said…
all those who are annoyed by their smart phone are most welcome to pass it on to me :p. let me bare all the discomfort, happily ever after :)
isbah, your omnia and tocco baby are all mine. muHAHAHA
October 20, 2008 at 12:41 PM
Isbah Omer said…
lol, i so want them, but i have heard a lot of comments from folks who own them.. the funniest was, in summers when u sweat n talk on an iphone at the same time.. THINGS HAPPEN... touch sensitive u know!!! :p
October 20, 2008 at 3:08 PM
Syra said…
lol, handle with care an no "things" will happen =)
mine is touch sensitive, so u can take my word.
and there is a reason why hands free mode was facilitated ;)
October 20, 2008 at 3:25 PM
Isbah Omer said…
O dear.. is this the same Syra i knew.. or is it the SaSh from KC grill who smoked weed from a bread!! ;)
October 20, 2008 at 3:48 PM
Isbah Omer said…
i miss u silly crackpots... say hi to teeba's wicked black shoes from my side! :p
October 20, 2008 at 3:50 PM
teeB@ said…
Heyyyyy....my wicked black shoes are waiting to tap on ur phone :P
October 20, 2008 at 4:11 PM
Syra said…
teeba, lol, tap her ph with your shoes and she will tap your foot with a hammer, (the same hammer that grey keeps tapping on her foot because when she stops it doesn't hurt any more..ok, u have to be a grey's anatomy fan to understand the joke)

isbah, lol :$..your imagination is running wild.. what did i say? (angel smile) :p

today i had lunch on your seat, was missing the fun time =)
(the whole user education dept was empty,so i settled there )
October 20, 2008 at 4:24 PM
Isbah Omer said…
O really.. who sits there now?
October 20, 2008 at 4:55 PM
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