When did it happen that my life-and I mean my LIFE-became encapsulated in a hand-held device called a “smart phone.”
Yes, I have an iPhone-that is my primary source of contact with my “iSissies.” And where I keep my recipes, my contact info, notes for an upcoming presentation, photos, scrabble, ideas for future decorating, etc etc. I was texting someone Monday night and my screen went black. I will not bore you with the gory details, but several $$ and several hours later, the gentleman at the Apple store suggested last rites for my no longer quite so smarty pants phone-it was dead. Dead-as in rusted in the workings of it dead.
How did this happen? I have not been near an ocean-lake-toilet-sink where I dropped my phone. But, I am a hydrator from the word go-I always have a water bottle-and, yes, sometimes it sweats-maybe even leaks a bit in my purse. No biggy-right?
Apparently, constant moisture is as bad for my smarty pants phone as a deluge of water-it just takes longer.
I lost some info. iCloud was full to the brim so the last few weeks didn’t make it to the big storage place in the sky. Am I upset-maybe, a little. But mostly I am grateful on this TBT to have a new iPhone that doesn’t have a string attached and makes a dinging sound when I pull it. I have smart phone that will be much smarter when I take the time to re enter some valuable info.
Do you rely on your phone for more than just a phone call? please don’t tell me I’m the only one who is in deep with the technology that encapsulates my life…..
