Or at least thats what it felt like. Last weekend (the 16th?) I dropped my blackberry Bold on the ground. Usually, I pick it up, dust it off and go on with life, but this time it landed just the right way on the tile floor that the screen cracked sending me in to a world of helplessness. I could see some stuff on the screen. Kind of. I could make and receive calls if I dialed the right number, but I could do little else.

In a time of Twitter, facebook, blackberry messages, constant contact through Gtalk or SMS, loosing what is the equivalent of a lifeline sucks. I could have dealt with the problem if it had happened on Sunday, but my unfortunate stroke of luck happened on Saturday. At lunch time. That meant I had roughly 48 hours before I could even begin to think about replacing the beautiful device. To make it worse, it was a holiday weekend.

Being the resourceful guy I am, I immediately fired off an email (on my laptop of course) to the company AT&T rep to see what could be done. Turns out he is no longer our rep, but he was able to help me anyways and an order was placed for a new phone. Yes, I had to wait until Tuesday for the phone to get there, but I actually survived and I think I managed to spend more time with the kids. Of course, the fact that my wife mocked me every time I had a blinking red light meaning a message had come in and I couldn’t do anything about it didn’t help, but I like to think it made me a stronger person.

What piece of technology could you not do with out? Your iPod? Laptop? Cell Phone?

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