Wednesday, November 7, 2012

I phone

Don't know why they call it an I phone.  What can the I stand for?  Idiot, International, Ice?  Guess I won't know unless I call them.  I do know it doesn't stand for easy.  All of a sudden a screen will come up, and of course it doesn't say what to do, so I hit a few things that I think will help.  Of course it doesn't.  So when Stacy shows up to visit I hand her the phone.  The laughter is well worth it.  Remember it was her idea that I have this phone.  She put this app ~ a fancy word ~ on that tells her where I am.  The other day the I phone was acting up ~ it wouldn't do what I wanted it to do ~ so of course I fooled with it.  A screen came up to reset the phone, so I did.  Guess I shouldn't have.  A few of the things that she had set on it disappeared, one being the app that she can see where I am.  I told her I would reset it and she told me not to touch it.  She has no faith in me!  So for now she can't find me and I can go anywhere and she won't know where I went.  I feel like a bad child......

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