Giving in to crackberry

I got a Blackberry this week.  I think I had held out on this one for remarkably long; anyone who knows my “gadget queen” tendencies will be impressed that I managed to hold out for this long.  That, of course, was part of my story.  The greatest thing I wish I had been warned about concerning expat life is the fact that apparently different countries cannot communicate regarding banking and credit.  On arriving here, as a thirty-something employee with graduate degrees, I was starting from scratch with no UK credit record.  Why they can’t just look at my US one I don’t know, but they apparently can’t.   With no local credit record, you cannot get local credit cards, which makes it difficult to do lots of things.  You can’t do much in the way of online shopping, for example.  You also can’t get a normal cell phone account.  The pay-as-you-go cell phones here are actually quite good, and you can “top up” at cash machines.  But I couldn’t get a Blackberry on pay-as-you-go.  I finally got one through work this week, and I love it.  Love it.  Can’t let it out of my sight at the moment.  We’ll see how long that lasts.  I promise I am not going to be one of those people that checks it and types things rudely in front of you, I want to be a nice Blackberry user.  We’ll see how long that lasts too!

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