by Kat
A few weeks ago, my wallet and cell phone were stolen from Capitol Hill. Admittedly, I left my purse somewhere stupid for 5 minutes to move a piece of furniture, and when I came back my bag had moved and they were missing. Oddly, the thieves didn’t see fit to take my iPod shuffle or the forty-five dollars in cash that were in the bag. I guess they were hoping I wouldn’t notice that my things were gone so they could get away with a spending spree.
Except that I noticed right away. We called the police, my credit card companies, my bank, and the credit agencies. And that was that.
But I really loved that wallet, dammit! And I was planning to use my $40 American Apparel gift card to buy a t-shirt sexy dress, GRR.
I mean, as far as robberies go, it wasn’t that bad, and I didn't lose THAT much money. I had JUST replaced my drivers license (and I liked the picture!!), but I hadn’t yet called to get new credit cards for my new last name. Having my wallet stolen at least inspired me to get THAT out of the way. How convenient!
[AN IMPORTANT NOTE: If you have to call your bank to put a stop on a lost or stolen card and you suspect you are talking to someone from overseas who doesn’t really know what they are doing or understand what you are saying, CALL BACK and call back SEVERAL TIMES to make sure that they have actually done what you need them to do. We had to talk to WSECU cardmember services three times and they still didn’t properly cancel Justin’s Visa Gold Card (they instead canceled his debit card for the associated account #), leading us to receive $800 in fraudulent charges that we had to contest. All is well, but it was a freaking pain.]
Anyhow, I also lost my phone: a Motorola Razr. God DAMN I hated that thing. I was just waiting for the day that it would die so I could get a new, 3G iPhone. I hated it so much I considered going “Office Space” on it’s ass on several occasions.
So, convenient side effect of having thugs steal your shitty phone? (Aside from getting to yell at them when the pick it up and say nothing.) Brand new iPhone!
Definitely NOT free but I loooooove it. I loooove it. I loooove it soooo much.
World, meet my new best friend:
In fact, we might just be more than friends.
OM NOM NOM.
I’ve already used it to do things that not only could my old phone never do, but that I never could have done without a laptop network and a wi-fi connection on a downtown street.
This Three Panel Soul comic pretty much sums up how I feel about my phone:
This phone is what phones are supposed to be, and so much more. So I manage to crash my iPhone apps a couple times a day. No big deal. They’ll fix that eventually. I can check Gmail and Microsoft Exchange accounts. I can get meeting notifications. I can listen to Internet Radio on the go. I can track myself on Google Maps. I can automatically identify the song I’m hearing played at the Gap. I can read restaurant reviews, update Facebook, change my Netflix queue, buy movie tickets, find the nearest bus stop and pick a bus route, play games, buy things, twitter, chat, and talk. Holllly crap, it is amazing. And for once, my expectations are EXCEEDED.
Thank you, Apple.
Signed,
Your humble slave
Posted on November 13, 2008 @ 7:42 PM |
1 comments
Tara, at
1:16 PM, November 14, 2008
