I am sure you have probably seen the Nokia Lumia Windows phone commercial. At first glance it seems to be a rather funny commercial and works to sell the Nokia Lumina 1020 phone. If you haven’t seen the commercial here it is for you.
Once you break it down though, you start to realize just how sad and true this commercial is. As I watched this I discovered 4 things that are wrong with the Nokia Lumina commercial. Let’s break it down.
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I consider myself a photographer. I was lucky enough to have a wife who splurged on a new Canon Rebel XSi when we were newly weds. Which I was very thankful for when we had the Kid almost 3 years ago.
I recently started going through pictures on my computer and quickly discovered that the last time I pulled out my camera, while I was at home and not on vacation, to take pictures of the Kid was in March of this year. I started wondering where all the pictures that I am taking are at?
I am sure that as I was asking myself this question, I received a notification on my phone so I started to mess with my phone. I look up from my phone, which was in the foreground of the computer that I was just working on and say my son playing with his trains. I began thinking, that this would be something to share with all my friends on Facebook and Twitter. I get down and snap a picture with my phone and instantly upload to Instagram to share with the world.
Why ask why? I am sure you are wondering why I am asking this question right? Just the question “Why?” has been very popular in our house lately.
Just the other day I was fixing one of the toilets and the Kid was, I hesitate to say getting in my way and asking me what I was doing. I told him I was fixing the toilet and the first thing out of his mouth was
“Because it is broken.”
A puzzled look came across his face. I could see that he was looking at the toilet and saw nothing wrong with it.
When you get married, I have one piece of advice for you, listen to your wife. This did not hit home until a day that I almost left you at daycare.
Your mother and I were having a conversation after you had gone to bed where she was talking about having a Girl’s Night the next day. To me it sounded like she was still just talking about it, but to her, she was really asking me to put it in my calendar that she would be gone on the next evening. I do not remember anywhere in the conversation her saying that this IS going to happen so naturally, being the man that I am, I brush it off.
The next morning as your mother was getting ready for school and I was walking out the door, forgetting my lunch like usual, she once again asks me if I am working late. I was not, and as I was looking around for the lunch that I had made just 2 minutes earlier she asks, “So you can pick the Kid up?” Either I was not paying attention or my go-to answer when your mother asks me a question is Yes, I answered “Yes.” Out the door I went.
I won’t bore you with the details of what went on that day at work, I will save that for Take Your Kid To Work Day that I know right now you are looking forward to but, when you are 9 probably not so much. My day was so full of exciting meetings and I was looking forward to getting out the door. I call your mother with what I call, the nothing phone call, the one where either she or myself calls each other to tell them that we are on our way home. Once you have a girlfriend and eventually wife you will understand what I mean by it. This nothing phone call ended up in nothing because your mother did not answer, which I thought was weird. I called our home phone (a home phone is something to you that is probably like what an 8-track tape is to me OLD) still no answer. I thought that maybe she was either outside, her phone was dead, or she was picking you up from daycare. At that moment it could have been any one of those.
I continue to try and reach your mother as I am driving home from work and still no answer. When I get home, the garage door opens and her car is not there. When I walk in the door, the dog is still in her kennel and barking to get out and go to the bathroom. At this moment I start to get worried, I send your mother a text message asking “Are you OK?” 5 minutes goes by and no response.
I begin to think the worst and wonder if you have been picked up from daycare. I call the center and they said that he has still not picked up. Now, my mind is really beginning to wonder. As I am driving to pick you up there is something in the back of my head telling me “maybe she was going on a Girl’s Night” but like the night before I brush it off.
When I walk in to pick you up, your teacher asks me what is going on? I explain that I haven’t been able to reach my wife and I did not know that I am supposed to come pick you up. He said that I could use the center’s phone to call your mother’s phone because maybe she is avoiding my calls. I reassure him that it is probably OK and that maybe she is just having a Girl’s Night that I am supposed to remember about but don’t.
We get home and I make one last-ditch effort to reach your mother. Again, nothing. At this point I’m beginning to wonder what happened to her. Did she get into an accident? Will a police officer come knocking on my door telling us that news that we would not like to hear? What happened?
Before I let it get to me my phone begins to ring, it’s your mother. When I answer she begins to ask “Is everything OK I have a text message and 8 phone calls from you?” I laugh and ask “Well is everything OK with you? Where are you?” She reminds me that she is having a Girl’s Night and wonders if I picked you up. Well of course I picked you up I called daycare to see if you were still there! I tell her that she tends to remind me when things like this are going on, so usually this kind of situation is avoided. Right after I get off the phone with your mother, we have our own Boy’s Night, a pizza is ordered, baseball on TV, a beer in my hand and a cup of milk in yours.
We both laugh about it now. But, son, there is a valuable lesson here that you need to remember, listen to your wife. I pride myself on being one of those husbands who listens but women are very cryptic and I can’t solve the puzzle sometimes. So here is a challenge for you, try to listen to your mother to see if you can really tell what she is saying, I have been trying to do it for 6 years, and once you figure it out, let me know.
I don’t think I have told you how proud of you I am lately. You are a remarkable toddler who is extremely smart and resilient. Your ability to learn things quickly puts a smile on the face of your mother and myself. Also you pick your self right up after you have fallen and do not let that deter you from doing whatever it is that you were trying to do.
You are already saying your ABC’s and even recognize about 15 letters, the ability to do that makes your mother and myself extremely proud. In the middle of dinner you will all of a sudden just break out in the ABC song and say them all right there for us, serenading us as we eat. You can also already count to 11! You can even recognize the numbers in your number book, which is just simply amazing for your little 2 year-old brain.
There is one thing that you do that makes me, as a father, extremely proud. Your ability to just pick yourself right back up after being bullied. The other day another kid came up behind you as you were playing basketball with your friends and pushed you down on the ground. What amazed me though was that you did not cause a ruckus. You shrugged it off and kept on playing. You were the example. Some dads would be proud if you were to get back up and push the bully back, but not me. You did the right thing and that reassures me that I am being a good dad.
To be honest son, there are times that I feel like I am not doing the best job being a father. In times like this though, it shows me I am doing just fine. When I see you hit a baseball off the tee, throw a baseball the write way, say your ABC’s, and our little secret of being able to say chicken butt to each other without mom knowing. I know that you will turn out just fine and you make your father proud.