If you’re thinking of buying the Moto F3 cell phone, stop. Burry those thoughts in the farthest reaches of your mind and never ever visit them again.

The phone is crap. Utter ridiculous excuse for technology. Don’t get it. Don’t use it. If you see one, run away as fast as you can.

I’m sorry, Motorola, I have nothing against you. I’ve never met you. You might be perfectly nice in person. But you designed a product that made my life barely worth living. And for that, I will never forgive you.

The phone drops calls. The phone does not tell you when you have a voicemail. It turns off in your pocket. It sends text messages slowly, and receives them whenever it gets around to it, which may be days later. The screen reminds me of the first computer, that one made in Greece, 3000 years ago. You cannot text lowercase or uppercase letter, nor can you receive them. To read a simple text message, you have to scroll a few million times because the screen only holds 5 characters at a time.

Sure, at under $50 retail it’s cheap. Maybe so, but how much are you willing to pay for your sanity.