On Thursday, I had to get a new cell phone. My old phone had been dropped one too many times. It was already on life support, but the last fall did it in.
A very nice young man with pink hair helped me pick out a new phone. He suggested I get an AT&T PrePaid phone as I do not plan to switch from AT&T. I’m not switching because my son works for AT&T, and you know, I’m not giving up that discount.
But somehow, I ended up getting a Samsung instead of a Motorola. It seemed a good idea at the time.
The first issue I had was that I couldn’t sign on to my new phone.
So, I looked in the box, and there I found a tiny instruction booklet. Well, it was really just a tiny, folded up paper, but I still felt hopeful. I decided to try following the instructions to activate my new phone. However, I knew something wasn’t right when I got to the point where I was to agree to a monthly fee. The cheapest was $25 a month with some severe limitations on some phone stuff.
I knew this wasn’t the road I was supposed to be on as we already pay AT&T monthly. And it sure wasn’t acting like it knew about that – or my discount. I started shallow breathing. I quickly x-ed out of the window and abandoned ship. I hope nobody followed me.
Finally, somehow I learned that your Samsung account is different from your Google account but you can make it think it is the same if you somehow link them and trick it.
After that, I did something called the “Smart Switch” to get everything – apps, contacts, photos – on my new phone. This was helpful as my old phone was totally “lights out” if you know what I mean. It pretty much worked.
I only had a lot of trouble getting the Alexa app to let me drop in on my mom. I had to remember the Amazon account and Gmail account passwords I had set up for her a year ago. Eventually, I figured it all out – or rather I reset all the passwords, and I was able to look in on her . . . sleeping in bed.
The only other issue is that everyone but Dan could text me. We switched some SMS setting on his phone and once again, he will be able to text me, “Where are you?” whenever we are in a store together.
We didn’t have any idea why he could no longer text me once I got a new phone. But it all goes along with our philosophy, if it doesn’t work, try changing something. It works now, but again, we don’t have any idea why. We’re good with that.
At the end of the day, everything is working. Even got all my photos. Which is great because this one shows exactly how I feel after all this.