I’m beginning to get the hang of using my new smart phone though I have gone through a bit of an adjustment period. It is a far different experience from my last phone. This phone demands a more complex relationship with me.
The most outwardly notable accommodation I’ve made so far is wearing one of those cyborg looking earpieces. No longer will I cast a judgmental look at those who wear them constantly throughout the day as a fashion accessory. Now I understand. It’s a pain and a hassle to turn the thing off and on even with the fancy Jawbone headset the Verizon guy sold me. It claims to use military technology to eliminate noise. It does a good job too. Mama Wordbones tells me she can hardly hear me.
There are a few glitches on the data side too. Yesterday when I pulled up Jim Kraft from my contacts, I got his name and information but Gail Bates picture.
And they say politics makes for strange bedfellows.
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