At the waiting room

So, I was at this waiting room today. A man in his 40s was sitting next to me. His sons in early teens were standing next to him. He asked me about the device in my hand.

"Is it a Lumia?"

"Yes. Lumia 920", I said.

"How is it?"

"Very nice. No issues so far.", I answered.

"I saw that you are carrying a smaller phone, too. Is it a backup phone because you do not trust Lumia?", he continued probing.

"No, the smaller one is my wife's phone.", I explained.

"It is bright colour. Canary yellow.", he continued.

"Yes, it is.", I was getting impatient and wanted to get back to fidgeting with my phone. My curiosity and the fact that I was discovering something new about the phone made me impatient.

"Does it have Angry birds game?", he wanted to know about Angry Birds!

"Yes, I can add it.", I replied calmly.

"Mine, too", he said rather proudly. "Does it have FM radio?", his questions continued.

"No, not yet. But, it might in some time.", I wanted to add that there is hardware for it, but the firmware upgrade will enable the radio in the future.

"Does it have a torch?", he interrogated.

"No, it doesn't.", I said with a false chagrin.

Somehow he was happy with my answers... happy that his phone was better. He turned around to his elder son and said "Our Samsung is better, no?"

His son, who had been witnessing this conversation, said "Papa, it is a Nokia Lumia 920... NOKIA... LUMIA. 920."

I smiled at him.