iphone – Karen Creamer Author, Coach, Speaker

I had a heart stopping moment (I know– it’s embarrassing) this morning when I tried to turn my iPhone on and it (gasp) would not turn on. I tried and tried and tried (“I said not to panic!”) to no avail.

I allowed myself to briefly fast forward to how difficult my life would be until i was able to get it fixed. Or replaced. Would my contacts be able to be retrieved? That cloud thing has been full for weeks! I know this, because I have been ignoring my iPhone’s pleas to upgrade for only $5 a month (or whatever) because (gosh darn it!), I just don’t want to start paying for one more monthly thing that I was getting for free.

My teenage daughter: Mom! What’s the matter?

Me: My phone won’t turn on! To myself: How did she know something was wrong?

Teenage daughter: Give it to me. I can fix it.

I started to argue with her, but honestly , I didn’t have time, so I gave it to her. Knowing she wouldn’t be able to fix it.
She fixed it.

Me: How did you fix it?
Teenage daughter: When it happened to my phone, I googled how to turn it on and it told me what to do.

It bears mentioning here that she took advice that I give her whenever she says she doesn’t know how to do something. Happy dance!

The quote above comes from the movie, Couples Retreat. Here’s the ‘I said not to panic’ scene:

I feel obligated to update you all after my first post about buying a new cell phone.

First I went to Radio Shack where I bought a Samsung Flight II. It was a cute phone and I chose it because it was the closest to the one my daughter has (that after a rocky start, I ended up really liking but that they don’t sell anymore). I took it home.

It was a problem from the start. The battery wouldn’t stay charged for more than 12 hours (and that was only if I didn’t use the phone at all!). The nice man at Radio Shack tried to tell me: “That sounds about right.” Huh? Did he really think I was going to believe that?

I decided that maybe it was just a bad battery and exchanged it. That was my second mistake. The new phone was better than the first one, but still terrible. I took it back, got out my old phone and decided to start over. Square one.

I asked a few of my friends what kind of cell phones they had and if they liked them or not. I was very surprised to discover that most people do not like their cell phones. The exceptions to this rule were few, but they did have one thing in common: they all had iphones. I told my son that I was getting a new cell phone and he said, “You might as well get an iphone.”

Well all-righty then. That’s what i did.

Epilogue:

i‘m in love, i‘m in love (with my iphone!) and i don’t care who knows it!

🙂