Our normal day is a life of adventure, the thing most radios only dream about. Our company ad says: “Learn the ropes of rock climbing from our expert staff. Soar through the air with one of our professional trapeze artists. Trek through the woods on a mountain bike. And don’t miss out on the opportunity…
Here I am, all alone in a box, rattling along on my way to the Radio Repair Center.
He slips me back into my housing and tests me one more time. “You’re ready to go home, Princess,” he says to me
My user, Jack takes me off the shelf in the garage and gently plugs the charger into my charge jack. I can feel the juice surging into my power source and I begin to perk-up a bit. As I gain some strength I take a look around the garage, I see familiar items. A tent and sleeping bags lay on the floor, as well as a cooler and a dark green duffle bag. Looks like we’re going HUNTING!
The last thing I remember, I was flying across the room. Manny, my user, had mumbled some expletives and with no warning tossed me into the air with great force. I could feel the breeze blowing through my grill. I thought to myself, this must be how it feels to be a football. I have no recollection of the impact, nor the ride in the brown delivery truck to the radio repair center.
You may have never thought about it but your two-way radio leads an interesting life. It is with you many hours everyday. For some people it is only when you are at work, on the clock for eight hours., for others, it is 24/7. The radio hears everything you say, see everything you do. The…