She looks down on me since I’m using an Android phone When I met her, I was using an iPhone. My brother gave me an old iPhone X. I never once imagined she would say yes to me because of the phone I was using. A phone is a phone to me as long as it does its job.
To her, a phone is an iPhone if it does not run Android. She didn’t notify me, and I didn’t realize the phone I was using was part of the bundle until it broke.
That phone was hurting in my grip. I used it for three years, and it was repaired four times during that time.
I believed it was waterproof, so I submerged it in water, and it was destroyed. I had to pay a large amount of money before it could be repaired. The screen was the straw that broke the camel’s back.
Because a piece of the screen remained inactive, I had to alter the entire screen, and even then, they were unsure whether some functionalities would operate, so I decided enough was enough.
She was convinced I was going to buy an iPhone, but I didn’t have the money, so I settled for an Android phone, which has been the source of contention between me and my girlfriend.
“Well, is that what you bought?” she remarked, looking at me. How do you transition from an iPhone to this? “How are we going to communicate?”
To me, it was all a joke until the joke went on for so long that it became tedious and frustrating.
She referred to me as “Android man” whenever we had a dispute, and she needed to make her point. “How can you understand?” she asked one day.
You have an Android phone.” The topic was unrelated to phones, yet she took advantage of the chance to slam me.
This resulted in a verbal exchange, but I knew we needed to talk about it. I needed to tell her that I’d had enough of her rudeness and insinuations that she was going to throw me on the floor because I was using the phone. “What does a phone have to do with it?” I inquired.
Do you think I’ve lost my mind because I don’t have the phone you have? This should be the last time you use that phrase. If that’s the case, go out there and find a man with the phone you want.”
She realised the extent of my anger and reduced her name-calling. Using Android did not prevent me from fulfilling my responsibilities as a boyfriend.
Despite all of her ridiculous jokes, I was the one she called when she needed money. When she wanted something that money couldn’t buy, she’d call and beg me to get it for her.
“Well, I assumed having an iPhone would solve all your troubles,” the selfish voice in my brain kept saying. But, being a sensible man, I didn’t say anything out loud. I helped when I could. She understood me when I couldn’t.
She put her phone, an iPhone 11, up for sale one day. When I inquired why, she said she was receiving a new one. “Who gave you a new one?” “From someone who can afford an iPhone,” she replied.
I felt disrespectful, and I told her so. “I didn’t mean it the way you’re taking it,” he said again, “and you’re a liar.” That is exactly what you meant.”
She had a brand new iPhone 14 a week later. She didn’t say where she got it from, but I assumed it came from one of her brothers.
She is the last born, so they give phones to her when they arrive in Ghana and when they depart.
She’d take a lovely picture of me and ask, “How are you going to get it?” “Send it via Whatsapp,” I would say. “On whose data?” she would laugh.
Get an iPhone. It should be that simple.” She won’t even bother asking that question if it’s a video.
We’d put our phones on the table, and she’d take hers. She doesn’t want her phone near mine since it interferes with her iPhone.
As I answered the phone, she would laugh at me. When I posted a photo of us on my status, she would come over and say, “Please edit me out of the picture. “What exactly is it? Is that a photograph? “When did you get it?”
She’s not going to stop no matter how hard I try, and I’m not going to steal a bank to buy a phone I can’t afford, so I considered leaving the relationship the next time she does that. But I feel she is that petty because of her age.
I’m twenty-six, and she’s twenty-two. She has yet to experience life in the way that I have. She thinks life is easy because her senior siblings hurl stuff at her at this age.
I make excuses for her due to her age, but it still bothers me. There’s so much more I could do with my money than buy a phone.
I’m the older one, and she needs to listen to and understand what I’m saying, but she doesn’t.
She feels a man who uses an Android phone isn’t worth listening to; therefore, she teases me and mocks what I do with my phone.
Is this connection worth the effort? In light of her age, I mean. Or perhaps I’d be better off without her.
There are so many wonderful women out there who will not look at my phone or pass judgment on the quality of my decisions based on the phone I use. I’m tempted to leave just to put an end to all of these petty teasings. Believe me, it’s stressful.
-Josephine
