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Reasons not to buy a samsung corby

1.) Absolutely shitty battery life: my samsung corby (txt) barely lasted a day on a single charge, considering that all I used it for was to talk or text and considering that the higher corby's are touch screen and need more battery powe, its absolutely useless.

2.) No multitasking: while a text is in the process of being sent, nothing else can be done, so if you're forwarding to multiple people, be ready to have your phone rendered unusable for the duration of the sending. Also the sending fails if you get an incoming call

3.) Poor software design: to assign ringtones, one has to move them into the extremely limited phone memory which is unlike that of Nokia and Ericsson phones wherein a pointer just points out the location on the memory card.

4.) Slow processing power

5.)No bass sound in speaker... at all!!!

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