Its owner, however, is still frustrated. The manual for this phone is over 300 pages online! There is no printed version unless I print it out myself and--what--stick it in my purse? So how do I figure out how to, say, decipher the instructions for adding a new app? Or using the app once installed? I may need to hire a fifth grader as a coach. (I note, on looking back over this blog, that I've said the same thing multiple times. Perhaps it's time to put up or shut up.) In the spirit of generosity, I have to say that the camera in this contraption is excellent, even though it frequently takes pictures of my feet without any prompting from me. It would probably be prudent to turn it off unless I have clothes on.
I'm part of the pre-technology generation, and it drives me crazy much of the time. Probably need to take some sort of computer course just to learn the language--which is why, I suppose, most introductory courses in any discipline are essentially vocabulary. For several months and many visits to my cellphone provider I've been trying to figure out why emails didn't show up on the new smartphone. On Saturday I decided this was the end of it: I would visit the office again and refuse to leave until the issue was resolved. I'm an old lady--what are they going to do, muscle me out? So I drove there, presented my case, talked to the manager and the technician. I had already talked to tech services at my cable provider. Nobody was willing to own the problem, but they suggested I visit the cable provider a few blocks away. OK, did that, and while the nice lady in that store refused to touch my phone ("It's against our policy!"), she did check the input and output settings required. Turns out I had been given a setting with @ instead of . in a required place. Once I put those in, it worked fine. Back to the phone store to clarify a few other issues, and now the device, at least is working properly. Its owner, however, is still frustrated. The manual for this phone is over 300 pages online! There is no printed version unless I print it out myself and--what--stick it in my purse? So how do I figure out how to, say, decipher the instructions for adding a new app? Or using the app once installed? I may need to hire a fifth grader as a coach. (I note, on looking back over this blog, that I've said the same thing multiple times. Perhaps it's time to put up or shut up.) In the spirit of generosity, I have to say that the camera in this contraption is excellent, even though it frequently takes pictures of my feet without any prompting from me. It would probably be prudent to turn it off unless I have clothes on. When I was a hospice nurse, a patient insisted I take home one of her many Night Blooming Cereus plants. This was perhaps 5 years ago. I took this photo with the smartphone, noticing that it looks like I'll have about 13 blooms in the next few nights. The blooms grow rapidly up from the thick, tough leaves in a very phallic manner; you can see them as pale green shoots in the photo. They produce lovely, delicate white flowers, about 4 inches across (at night, of course) that wilt and die the next day. These plants grow in the Chihuahuan desert, and I understand that bats like to visit the blooms for the nectar (though I've never witnessed that). I've been thrilled with two or three blooms in the past. I guess this is the plant's summer of fulfillment.
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your other sister
8/15/2012 04:32:47 am
I laugh when I read your techie blog and I hear your voice as I read it. Amusing...
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9/17/2012 09:20:39 am
Oh, how I wish I still had my night bloomong cirus. I lost it while ill and no one moved it into the green house when a bad cold spell came. The blooms smell heavenly. I would go out and look at it, dragging the aroma into my lungs with long, deep breaths, and stay outside as long as I could stay awake.
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AuthorBobbe Shapiro Nolan, Fiber Artist in Eagle Lake, TX. Trying to learn to call the sewing room my studio, and myself an artist. I retired after 15 years in hospice nursing--so now I have the time!. Archives
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