convention
Sorry about any bad spelling you may encounter. Tired. =)
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Well, i’ve been here 6 hours now. I’m tired. Feet ache and all that jazz.
There aren’t many interesting people here, but oh well, at least i’ve got Internet access. Internet that was very, very painful to setup, but internet none-the-less.
I think I’ve walked around this place about 50 times, at least. You go a little stir crazy sitting in one booth for so long, connected to the outside world only by burts of radio waves connecting your friends and family to your phone to your laptop to your mind. But like I said, it’s better than nothing. Much better.
The new phone is awesome. A Nokia 3650. Built in bluetooth, camera, works on all GSM networks. CSM data, GPRS data, color screen, speakerphone, infared. All built in, of course. And weighing the same as my 3390. An amazing piece of technology, if I do say so myself, and of course, I do say so myself.
Getting the phone working was a piece of cake. Cake. Open old phone, remove SIM chip, open new phone, insert SIM chip. Close phone(s). Turn on new phone.
Done. All voice calls work off the bat. Everything is exactly how it used to be. This is why I loved networks that use SIM chips. I can’t stand transferring all my contacts to a new phone *by hand* every time I choose to upgrade.
Getting data services working on the phone was a different thing all together. Long story short, I got it working 2 hours before it needed to be working, after several (about 10?) calls to Cingular Wireless. Anyway, I spoke with them enough times to memorize their automatic phone system, which, if you know me, is highly impressive, because my short term memory sucks. When I say it sucks, I mean I can ask someone their name, and 3 seconds later I will forget, and then ask it again, politely explaining that my short term memory is horrible. They then proceed to smile kindly and tell me again. Three seconds later I will forget again. At that point I give up and just ask them the next time I see them. Looks better that way.
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Just 30 short minutes left now. Then we’ll have to haul all the left-over product back to the loading docks and struggle to find a device on which we can stack and roll multiple boxes down the ramp to the van. Then, finally, we get to leave and go eat some real food at a real restaurant. Hopefully Denny’s. I could really go for Denny’s right now.
Thank God for the Internet.