Right now my iphone and I are giving each other a little space. I've been fiddling with it for the last hour plus and I'm not making much progress. David is currently asking Siri to help us/ tell us jokes/ does she love us? We can't figure out how to do much else.
Turns out Apple went and got ahead of me. I used to think I was a Mac girl . . . but I have no idea how to use this thing. I guess that's what happened while I was happily typing away on my cordie LG env for the last 4+ years. And I was perfectly content with it, until it decided to start turning it off when I touched it. Kind of a problem.
I'll figure out this iphone thing soon, but tonight it's been pretty funny. Apple ID passwords have been forgotten, lost, and remade. Downloads have decided not to work. And my sanity is running thin, but mostly it's resulted in us almost rolling off our chairs laughing.
It probably didn't help that we had Mirror Mirror on in the background while we were trying to figure out this mess. I'm pretty sure it turned half of my brain to mush by the end of it. I know it's on Netflix, but that doesn't mean you have to watch it. Lesson learned.
Dear iphone, lets decided to be friends soon. I'd like to have a phone that works again. And my contact list too please, if you don't mind.
UPDATE: the contacts have been imported and I have a date with the Genius Bar this afternoon. I think we're becoming better friends already.
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