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Picture a nice, relaxing afternoon on the deck. One of the first nice Saturdays of the year. We have been cooped up inside all winter. We brought Anna (big dog) to play with Buddy (puppy) and to teach Buddy how to behave. You want to invite me to something? Let me get my phone (first mistake) to put it in my calendar so I don't forget. I leave my purse inside (second mistake). I'm with friends, I don't need to worry about it. I put the event in my phone. What do I do with my phone now? I don't want to leave the conversation to put it back in my purse. I don't want to put it on the table, I might forget it. I put it in my pocket (third and fatal error). After a while, I need to go in and use their facilities. I walk in and pick up the toilet seat. Something drops in the water. I can't see it. I NEVER have my phone on me so it doesn't even occur to me that it could be my phone. I asked the host and hostess if there was something in the bathroom that could have dropped into the toilet (I was thinking a decoration on the tank). They go running for rubber gloves. Now this happened before I used the bathroom so I'm now freaking out about germs, etc. Not sure why the mention of rubber gloves freaked me out, but it did. Finally Carl comes in and reaches in the water (ok, toilet) and gets it out. Oh no! It's my phone! I rush and turn it on. It works! Happy Dance time! Their teen age son (teenagers know all about electronics) tells us we need to put it in a bag of rice to dry out. Out to dinner we go. I dutifully carry my bag of rice with my dismantled phone in it. I try it later. It doesn't work. Sunday I go to the dreaded Verizon Wireless to get a new phone. They need to order it. Monday it's shipped. On Monday, my old phone starts working. What do I do now? My old phone is set up the way I like. Do I go through the trouble of setting up a new phone? Or keep my old one? Based on the advice of someone much more intelligent than I, I set up the new phone, which disables the old phone. The new phone doesn't have any sound. Great, I just turned off my old phone, for this new phone, and it doesn't work. I have to order another phone. Now I have two dead phones. I do finally have a working phone. I think I have it all programed now. Time to send back my box with the phones (yes, plural) to Verizon. No one wonders why I have insurance on my phone.
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
My "adult" phone
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My broker's favorite story is about my cell phone wanting to share in my "adult" beverage. I was in my sunroom watching TV. Carl is an excellent cook so I usually just stay out of his way. Carl has this big, huge dog. About 140 pounds, with a tail like a whip. I can't use a typical wine glass because she knocks them over. I'm a classy lady, only the best will do for me. I use my McDonald's glass. The one with Disney characters and a heavy bottom. Perfect for my box of red wine. Dinner was ready. Yum! Steaks, baked potato, grilled vegetables, the works! My job was to make room on the table for the plates. I had my cell phone nearby in case someone called. Can't miss the call from the buyer that's ready to buy that million dollar home! There were some papers on the table too. I pick everything up. Plop! There goes my phone if my glass of wine. I grabbed it immediately! Only seconds in the wine and only half the phone was in the wine. Too late, my phone has passed out, permanently. My phone must be under-age.
My broker's favorite story is about my cell phone wanting to share in my "adult" beverage. I was in my sunroom watching TV. Carl is an excellent cook so I usually just stay out of his way. Carl has this big, huge dog. About 140 pounds, with a tail like a whip. I can't use a typical wine glass because she knocks them over. I'm a classy lady, only the best will do for me. I use my McDonald's glass. The one with Disney characters and a heavy bottom. Perfect for my box of red wine. Dinner was ready. Yum! Steaks, baked potato, grilled vegetables, the works! My job was to make room on the table for the plates. I had my cell phone nearby in case someone called. Can't miss the call from the buyer that's ready to buy that million dollar home! There were some papers on the table too. I pick everything up. Plop! There goes my phone if my glass of wine. I grabbed it immediately! Only seconds in the wine and only half the phone was in the wine. Too late, my phone has passed out, permanently. My phone must be under-age.
Time for a new phone?
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I have had my phone for a while now. I really like it! I can get emails, I'm learning how to text, all is good in the life of Joan's phone. But the buttons (on the screen) keep getting harder and harder to push. I feel like I need a hammer to get my phone to accept a number. Hard to dial if you can't push the numbers. I discover that if I turn my phone a different direction, I can use it. Apparently there is one part of the screen that works. I'm willing to do ANYTHING to not have to go back to Verizon Wireless. Eventually that section of the screen stops working too. While I'm waiting my turn at Verizon, I'm lovingly caressing the new Iphone. Can I really have one of these? No, there's a 4 month waiting list. I need a phone NOW! But wait! I can get a Droid! This is one of the newest and hottest phones. Everyone loves their Droid! I'm now the happy new owner of a really cool new Droid. Now starts the hours (and days) of programing my new toy (I mean tool). Happy Dance time! I'm so excited to use this new cool phone! Over an hour with the Verizon tech before I left, hours with my tech guys at the office, over an hour on the phone with the tech at Verizon, and another almost 3 hours at Verizon Wireless (this is all in less than 24 hours) trying to get this thing to sync with the office, I give up. The Droid doesn't sync with all Outlook servers. Doesn't do me any good to have this cool new toy (I mean phone) if I can't get my email and my contact list. Now I have the new version of my old phone. I know how to work this phone, so it doesn't take me too long to program it. Connected again to the world. A huge sigh of relief.
I have had my phone for a while now. I really like it! I can get emails, I'm learning how to text, all is good in the life of Joan's phone. But the buttons (on the screen) keep getting harder and harder to push. I feel like I need a hammer to get my phone to accept a number. Hard to dial if you can't push the numbers. I discover that if I turn my phone a different direction, I can use it. Apparently there is one part of the screen that works. I'm willing to do ANYTHING to not have to go back to Verizon Wireless. Eventually that section of the screen stops working too. While I'm waiting my turn at Verizon, I'm lovingly caressing the new Iphone. Can I really have one of these? No, there's a 4 month waiting list. I need a phone NOW! But wait! I can get a Droid! This is one of the newest and hottest phones. Everyone loves their Droid! I'm now the happy new owner of a really cool new Droid. Now starts the hours (and days) of programing my new toy (I mean tool). Happy Dance time! I'm so excited to use this new cool phone! Over an hour with the Verizon tech before I left, hours with my tech guys at the office, over an hour on the phone with the tech at Verizon, and another almost 3 hours at Verizon Wireless (this is all in less than 24 hours) trying to get this thing to sync with the office, I give up. The Droid doesn't sync with all Outlook servers. Doesn't do me any good to have this cool new toy (I mean phone) if I can't get my email and my contact list. Now I have the new version of my old phone. I know how to work this phone, so it doesn't take me too long to program it. Connected again to the world. A huge sigh of relief.
The first story I can remember.........
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It all started when I decided to get a "smart" phone. I'm too old to have a "smart" anything. Now I have to figure out how to use this thing (phone). I had it on my night stand so I could figure out how to operate it. I like to have a cold glass of water in my night stand. I have cats and I don't like sharing my drinks with them. I keep my drinks in my nightstand so I can shut the drawer and they can't get to it. The next morning my phone wasn't working at all. I couldn't figure out why. Apparently my daughter wanted to lay in bed watching TV and knocked my phone into the glass of water. Back to the phone store...........
It all started when I decided to get a "smart" phone. I'm too old to have a "smart" anything. Now I have to figure out how to use this thing (phone). I had it on my night stand so I could figure out how to operate it. I like to have a cold glass of water in my night stand. I have cats and I don't like sharing my drinks with them. I keep my drinks in my nightstand so I can shut the drawer and they can't get to it. The next morning my phone wasn't working at all. I couldn't figure out why. Apparently my daughter wanted to lay in bed watching TV and knocked my phone into the glass of water. Back to the phone store...........
The reason for this blog
My broker (owner of Horizon Realty) mentioned that my cell phone has a strange and humorous story that I should share. He's certain that these things can only happen to me! When you get to know me, you realize that I live in a "Seinfeld" episode.
Please feel free to add your cell phone stories too.
Please feel free to add your cell phone stories too.
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