Wednesday, May 28, 2014

The End of Cellasaurus

Margaret has prided herself - somewhat stubbornly to be candid - on the fact that while everyone around her, including Yours truly, has a cell phone manufactured in this century she has always carried what she refers to (only somewhat) facetiously as her "POS" phone.  While it is not true that her little phone was a piece of shit, it is not a stretch to say that all it was missing was the hand crank and the coin slot. 

Monday night - as I was putting the garbage can at the curb in anticipation of Tuesday morning's pickup - the Missus inadvertently tested the depths to which her "POS" was waterproof by knocking it into the toilet.  I re-entered the kitchen in time to see Margaret trying to dry her phone in a bowl of white rice in an effort to keep it alive.  Perhaps she should have used brown.  Or yellow. 

We made the short jaunt over to the Verizon Wireless store located at the Bridgewater Commons Mall in Bridegwater, New Jersey where we were quite masterfully assisted by Robert Sneddon.  His business card identifies him as a "Retail Sales Representative" while the lanyard he was wearing around his neck to which his photo id was affixed identified him as the "Manager".  Irrespective of his job title, he was a tremendous help to the Missus and me.  If you find yourself in need of assistance for whatever reason as a Verizon Wireless customer and you are reasonably close to Bridgewater, New Jersey, then go see Robert at that location. 

Not too terribly long after we arrived, we left the store with Margaret proudly carrying her iPhone 5s.  By night's end she had figured out how to use the Facetime (or Facetalk) feature on it to chat with Suzanne face-to-face, which experience she enjoyed very much.  When she hung up with Suzanne, she sent Rob a text message asking him to call her using that same feature whenever he could so that she can see him while she talks to him. 

It is not every often that a new piece of technology pays for itself less than twenty-four hours after it is purchased.  This one did.  Kudos to Robert Sneddon for all of his assistance, without which this purchase would not have been possible. 

And fare thee well Cellasaurus.  You had a good run.  Eventually, you went the way of the rest of the dinosaurs.  Extinction beckoned.  For you however, it was not a meteorite that sealed your fate.  It was an Apple.

Now you know how the rest of the world feels...


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