Sunday, February 3

Can't Phone Home


I overslept this morning. I use my phone as my alarm. Last night I set the phone to wake me up at 9, plenty of time to shower and prepare for church. Well, the alarm didn't go off because some time during the night my phone died. Oh well, I had my own little service with an online sermon.

I put my phone on the charger and let it do it's thing. When the screen finally lit up "charge complete", I took it off to make a call. I noticed that the screen looked a little different, the icons were in a strange order or something. I didn't think much of it though and continued on with my business. I started to question things when my first call did not go through. And then the second failed.

I took another more scrutinizing look at my screen. Instead of the time printed across the front, the word "Analog" glared back at me. Oh no, that can't be good.

Just so happened that my brother came knocking at my door at that exact moment. He was checking on me since I wasn't in church and wasn't answering my phone. Aww, he's sweet. He offered me the use of his phone to call my company. After several minutes on hold, numerous re-booting attempts with the service girl and multiple questions and answers passed back and forth, my phone was diagnosed as "kapootz". Poor thing.

Good news is they are sending me a new one, delivered through the mail in 3-5 days. In the meantime, maybe if I stand on my head with my tongue sticking out, I can pick up a digital signal. Nope, that didn't work.

2 comments:

Singing in the Rain said...

The antecedent of it is phone.

sorry i broke your phone!

at least your phone didn't randomly call other people.

Summer said...

I just randomly stopped by your blog and discovered It's ALIVE!!!!
Yay! Welcome back Ms. R!