Last week, when we read in the news that 35% of spouses polled would pick their BlackBerry over their husband or wife, we were understandably skeptical. Then we received this letter.
Dear Planet Waves,
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Madonna sleeps with her BlackBerry under her pillow.
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I’m at my wit’s end. I’ve exhausted all my resources and have nowhere else to turn.
Last Sunday, after being a supportive and loving wife for 15 years, my partner sat me down and told me he was leaving me.
And, to make matters worse, he’s leaving me for someone younger, someone I introduced him to last Christmas. Yes, he’s leaving me to pursue what he calls a “more fulfilling” relationship with his BlackBerry.
I should have seen the signs. He used to snuggle up next to me in bed every night, and we’d have lots of sex — tons.
But last Spring, he started fantasizing about bringing BlackBerry to bed with us. He kept saying that I’d think it was hot if I only tried it, that we could text each other what we wanted to do next, or send dirty emails, while we fucked, to a guy we scored in Australia a few years ago or download porn from bed instead of watching it from our computer desk.
He just kept asking and asking and, finally sometime in May, I relented.