I love my i-phone, I really do. Since the fire last year, it is my only phone
and modem to tether my laptop to the internet, as I did not replace my land
line, nor my dsl. But as with most
technology, we only love it when it works for us.
This is not such a day. Suddenly and without warning, it is
no longer my friend at least with phone calls.
Since about noon today, callers and callees either don’t hear me or hear
me badly. Didn’t drop it didn’t do
anything to it, just suddenly going round a corner it sounded a bip, bip, bip
(or sounds to that effect) and that as they say was that.
I spend a good 45 minutes on chat with AT&T, to no
avail. Bertha even called me and
confirmed that, yes, it sounded awful as if I’m cutting out. She hung up, the chat times out and she left
me a voicemail, saying to call Apple and good luck. Ah, Customer service?
I’m turning it off to rest over night, and I’ll deal with it tomorrow.
“After all, tomorrow is another day!" quoth Scarlet. Yes, Scarlet, it is. I’m going out on the balcony to enjoy a glass of wine and a glorious sunset and I'll figure this out tomorrow.
Salut.
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