Open Letter to My Smart Phone Storage
My iPhone 6 has 12 GB of storage. It’s not me, it’s you.
I literally have ONE song in iTunes and 2 pictures in my Camera Roll. I have deleted more emails and text messages than Hillary Clinton. I’ve said TTFN to Twitter, bon voyage to Boomerang, and sayonara to SnapChat. I gave up Pinterest for you! If that isn’t a sign of a toxic relationship, then I don’t know what is. And yet, you make me keep stupid apps like Wallet, Safari, and Health. Come on.
I’m so tired of being forced to stop filming after 2.5 seconds because you are so bitter and wait until the worst possible moment to tell me you’re full. It is impossible to do my job when you choose to be salty. You really need an attitude adjustment.
I would love to go our separate ways for once and for all…but my upgrade isn’t due for a few more months, so we have to put our differences aside and work together for the home stretch.