Not So Sexy Tech
A couple of weeks ago, my fancy pants Nexus S by Google failed to boot up and brought my digital life to a screeching halt. I was out of town for a lovely weekend in Virginia wine country with my dear friend and her husband when my prized, pure Android, Google phone flim-flammed me and threw me back to the stone ages.
After trying everything I knew to get it to boot up, including removing the battery and heating the unit with a blow dryer, this is all I could get the phone to do. Pretty right? Not!
While I love Google (and I do LOVE Google) this is not what I want to see when I turn my phone on. Needless to say, it is now winging its way back to Samsung so they can figure out what the ham fat is wrong with it and in the meantime, I’m back to pre-historic times with my old BlackBerry.
Don’t laugh! When I got this phone in 2004, it was the HOT ish. Meredith Grey was carrying one and so was E from Entourage.
Don’t get me wrong. I’m deeply grateful that I held on to the thing. (I use it as a prop in my sketch comedy show.) I’m also deeply grateful that I’ve had the same phone carrier since birth which made it really simple to pull the SIM card from the Nexus and put it into the CrackBerry. Voila! Phone service and texting. I am however, cut off from the web, all my apps and my get-it-anytime email but since the initial withdrawal pains have worn off, it’s kind of nice to be off the grid a bit. I haven’t been hounded by @replies, @mentions, Foursquare checkins, Path moments and everything else. It’s quite freeing. Who’d have thunk it!
Despite my new found freedom and peace of mind, I will be very happy to get her back. We go through everything together and she’s missing out!
Til next time!
xop