Anybody here want to buy my Palm? Yes? You, back there? Oh, phone. I see. Smartphone. Palm functionality. Good for you. Anybody? You? … say you’ve already got two of them and a third would keep you from applauding when I leave. Clever.
I am the owner of a screaming Palm. Well, not exactly screaming, but noisy, annoying, whisteling, squaking, crying, peeping, screeching, singing, whining, piping, hissing, squeaking Palm. Its display sounds like when you lend your ear to a TV screen.
So? Let the store know, get a new one, I hear you, the reader, say. (Hope you feel silly talking to a webpage).
Well, did that already. Got a new one in the mail. It peeps, too.
Coupland says that nerds over-focus. I’m not sure if that makes me a nerd or just focused. Now, when I turn on anything the size of a Palm, I mentally hear the peeping noise. It’s also there when I try to sleep. It’s greeting me in the morning the minute I wake up. It follows me on my trip to the office. I even caught myself thinking that my colleague must have a shut-off button somewhere so we could claim just a little silence.
So I wrote Palm Support yet another mail explaining that using the device is asking for headache and tinnitus with the push of a button. Last time I did that I was told that the Palm was DOA. They were indeed right.
So, hoping that I fed Google with enough keywords, I’d like to hear from you if your’re the sad owner of a peeping Palm. Leave a comment even if you think I’m the one going mad.