The Second Day

I am starting this blog on the second day, as I was so wiped out the first day that I could barely move when I got home.  I had heard you had to learn how to use these things but this is like stepping into a new universe.  Will (my nephew in Maine) called as soon as he learned I'd purchased it, and was amused or amazed that I was home, exhausted and afraid to open the box.

I bought it at the Apple Store in Grand Central Station.  A nice "specialist" named Jason was very helpful in telling me some of the ins and outs of the purchase, but once I got to the woman who was to help me set it up I was lost.  She was helping a cute energetic Australian guy who was learning to use his new iPad, so I had to interrupt once in a while to find out what was what.  When she tried to transfer my contacts from my wonderful old Nokia, she took out a box with all kinds of connectors but none seemed to fit; she inserted my sim card into a strange box and that didn't work either.  My request that she get someone else to help was met by a shrug.  So I decided just to stay put and consciously made faces, like frowns and such. Finally my nonverbal communication worked and some guy came by to see what was going on.  The both marvelled at how old my phone was, that they had never seen anything like it...hum.  Anyway he got the deed done. All told I was there about 2 hours! I know she told me all kinds of things I could do with it, but by the time I got home I remembered nothing.

Greeting me on my Mac that eve were seven or more emails from Apple and ATT welcoming me and giving me links to so many things that would teach me the ins and outs, that I just moved them all to my AOL to Do Folder and figured one day I would study the tutorials and all.  But I did quickly sign myself up for a workshop for the next day (today):  Getting Started...was the title.  I had hope it would shed some light.

Will's call was good, as it got me to open the box and he showed me how to make calls and receive them.  Step one for sure on a cell phone.  He also suggested that I start this blog so he could see how those starting with a completely blank slate would gradually learn the phone.  I must admit that learning this danged thing has taken so much time and energy that I have not much time for the blog.

Before going to bed I noticed that my battery was running low, so I tried to charge it with the cord plugged into my computer as told, but it didn't seem to do anything.  I then plugged it into the wall and left it there overnight, but in the morning the battery was still low.  Decided to ask at the workshop what to do.
I played around with the phone always going back to the home page, but just couldn't figure most of it out.  I tried to make a call but inadvertently bumped the contact for Redjeb's daughter in Georgia...not good.  Pushed the home button again and then the off button at the top right.  Actually I must confess that I don't really know how to turn the phone off.  That button seems to just make it sleep.  Must look into that.  A little booklet came with the phone.  Maybe it will tell me how to turn it off and on.  Went to bed anxious and exhausted.  Am I so dependent upon my cell phone that my lack of control over it has put me in a state of angst?