I'mina have such snit-fit in a minnit...
Chapter 2,497 in the saga of the rotating Nextel phones...
Our story begins with the self-satisfied grin of our heroine, Stevie, as she finished putting all of Sr.'s contacts into his "new" i700+ yesterday afternoon.... .......so, I take it out to him and all is well. For abooooout 6 hours.Maybe. Last night, after Sr. had had the phone for a half a day, he'd come in from work and set it on his endtable by his chair and I happened to be standing there at one point and I noticed his phone coming back on.
And, going off.
And, coming back on.
Etc. I was like, "What the fuck, man?" (/whine) and started futzin' around with it to see if I could make it behave. Charging it, switching batteries and even ratting it out to Nextal didn't work.
And, neither did that phone, all of a sudden. Fucker worked FINE FOR ME, but now?
Now, ya can't turn it on at all without it being plugged in and, even then, it'd just shut off again for no known reason. So, while I had Nextel on the phone anyway, I dug out two more of these motley fuckin' phones and had them checked out as to "availability" (when you've had as many of these damned things in yer life as I have and from as varied sources, you learn to check out where it came from and whose name it's in...) and one was free and clear and available to use... so we did. Me and the Nextel chick switched Sr. YET AGAIN to yet another i700+. Which brings me to the point in time a minnit before my snit-fit.
'Cause while it's all well and good that I do have alla these "spare" phones all over God's created Earth and even finer that, indeed, one is good to go and all, what it all boils down to is that I hafta sit here again, for another hour or so, and delete all the shit that's in the "new" phone from over a year ago and re-re-enter alla Sr.'s contacts into his "new" phone... again. If this one also developes a mystery illness within 24 hours, it's gonna be the world's first walkie-talkie enabled SUPPOSITORY, I swear ta Gawd, it will. (And, God no! What are you thinking? Let him enter his own contact info? Puh-leeze. The man can refurb/rebuild or service any kinda valve you care to name, he can drive a car, operate a microwave (sorta) and a VCR. But, if you think for one minute that he's got the patience, time or coordination to do data entry... fugedaboudit. Not even. Besides, this is how I'm makin' my point that can't/won't be proved til I'm dead... how cool a g/f I am by doin' alla this shit that he doesn't even think about (anymore) and won't til he hasta do it all for himself. THEN he'll see how cool I was/am... how worth putting up with 6700 cats I am... he'll see. Great plan, huh? *grin* Got'ny better ideas?) Anyway... off to go enter about 15 direct-connect contacts and God-only-knows-how-many-'cause-I-quit-countin'-yesterday phone numbers. If you're a prayerful person, please pray for this phone that it doesn't somehow die, blow up, drown, catch fire, get shit on by a cow, get trampled by a herd of cows, get lost or stolen and/or run through a washer and dryer.
Sr. too, all of the above, okay?
And, also for him that he doesn't end up with the world's only suppository that has a keypad and an antenna.
And walkie-talkie capabilities. Thanks s'much. Peace
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You did hear the story about the guy who showed up in an emergency room with a cell phone all the way up his ass and a really lame story about how it got there?
Part way through the attempted 'cellphonectomy', the damn thing rang. The whole ER fell out when the primary care doc, through gales of laughter, wondered aloud whether there was an answering machine up there too.
Part way through the attempted 'cellphonectomy', the damn thing rang. The whole ER fell out when the primary care doc, through gales of laughter, wondered aloud whether there was an answering machine up there too.
Posted by: Light & Dark at November 29, 2006 12:40 AM (M9GWX)
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