Take a nap, new phone shows up
When I got home from work yesterday, I took a nap. You try getting up at 5am and make thru an entire day without a nap.
Just as I was falling asleep, I thought I heard someone knocking on the front door. Since most times this happens, it's usually nothing, I let it go, thinking it was my tired brain playing tricks on me.
Three hours later, I woke up, and, remembering the knock on the door I thought I heard, I went to check it out. There, taped to my front door, is a note saying that my package was in the apartment across the hall.
I think I scared the poor girl who answered the door across the hall, because she handed me the package, said a quick hi, then closed the door.
It was my new phone.
A little backstory here: when I called Tracfone to change my number, I was told that because of the "technology" where I am now, I needed a new phone that was compatible with the technology. I only had to send the old phone back to them.
After I charged the battery and reactivated my account to add this new phone, I was playing around with some of the new features. I discovered that I can add email addresses to any listing in the phone book (the one in my phone), and send emails. The last phone I had that let me do this, that feature didn't work. However, I decided to try it out, not expecting the feature to work. So I sent an email from my phone to Larry. And it actually got sent!
Of course, I had to write him a real email this morning to explain what this weird email he got was. It was from me, sorry, I was playing with the phone, I didn't think it'd get sent, etc., etc., etc.
Better go now... time for the news.
That's all from where I sit.
--MorelaterZ--
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Just as I was falling asleep, I thought I heard someone knocking on the front door. Since most times this happens, it's usually nothing, I let it go, thinking it was my tired brain playing tricks on me.
Three hours later, I woke up, and, remembering the knock on the door I thought I heard, I went to check it out. There, taped to my front door, is a note saying that my package was in the apartment across the hall.
I think I scared the poor girl who answered the door across the hall, because she handed me the package, said a quick hi, then closed the door.
It was my new phone.
A little backstory here: when I called Tracfone to change my number, I was told that because of the "technology" where I am now, I needed a new phone that was compatible with the technology. I only had to send the old phone back to them.
After I charged the battery and reactivated my account to add this new phone, I was playing around with some of the new features. I discovered that I can add email addresses to any listing in the phone book (the one in my phone), and send emails. The last phone I had that let me do this, that feature didn't work. However, I decided to try it out, not expecting the feature to work. So I sent an email from my phone to Larry. And it actually got sent!
Of course, I had to write him a real email this morning to explain what this weird email he got was. It was from me, sorry, I was playing with the phone, I didn't think it'd get sent, etc., etc., etc.
Better go now... time for the news.
That's all from where I sit.
--MorelaterZ--
Technorati Tags: Work, Friends, Stef's Infamous Three Hour Naps, The technology is different here?
My name is Stef, and I approve this post. Posted @ 8:13 AM
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