Of Mice and Men:
“Tell me about the rabbits again, George, please?”
Help I have fallen in the rabbit hole and I can’t get out! Well, I started the week relatively confident. Skype? Been doing it for years. Google docs? Had it at work although never used it. Add new tools like Twitter and Google plus? I have an Iphone – no sweat… It gets dark from here.
My phone (IOS4) would not download either Twitter or Google plus without an IOS6 system. I was instructed to connect to Itunes on my computer and sync with my phone (it was more complicated than that but I am already having post-traumatic symptoms so I will spare the reader).
This did not work. So I went to the Verizon store yesterday and found that I had too many apps and not enough storage. I needed to upgrade my phone. But wait! There’s a deal! For $6.99 I could get a recycled phone, charger, cords and case. So, I bought 2. (I love bargains!).
I agreed to connect my phone with my WiFi at home. While driving I realized that my old phone no longer made calls. A dull panic set in. I got home sprawled phone paraphernalia all over the kitchen table and turned on the new phone.
“ENTER PASS CODE”. What??? I alternated between random pass codes and having the phone disable.
I have no other phone to call on for help. Fortunately the Verizon 611 number worked on my old phone. I spent 40 minutes with 3 different reps re-explaining what was going on, once getting disconnected.
No luck. No pass code.
I figured out how to reactivate my old phone and was able to call the Prescott Verizon store; which by-the-way does not have a direct phone number (THAT was another adventure).
The employee switched my number to the second phone I bought (see! and you thought me a spendthrift).
I activated it and have twitter, Google +, and Hangouts on my phone. My twitter account is @sopadepiedra.
That is the Spanish title for the children’s book Stone Soup: a great story about leadership, problem-solving, and community organizing.
I can’t use my gmail from work (administrative issues) so I am now using 1 of my other 4 email accounts. I have this vague sense of floating out into to space (or maybe it’s the Prozac). I’m not sure what passwords are where, what comments I haven’t responded to and where they are located.
But hey, like Adam Levine said (in the 32:19 minutes I watched before the video wouldn’t play), I am choosing to see the good things that are coming from the growth that I am experiencing.
And, if nothing else, I haven’t killed anyone. That’s good, right?