Today at lunch I was confessing to a staff member that I'd made it my goal to get myself a cell phone by the end of the summer. After we got back to the office, I decided -- why wait? I know where the AT&T store is. I'm going to lick this sucker once and for all.
I walked in with some trepidation. Anything where credit checks and two-year contracts are involved seems pretty complicated to me. But Kari walked me through it with ease. She got me the 15% discount and waived activation fee to which holders of my university's ID are entitled. She asked the right questions and was patient when my cell phone virginity got in the way.
In thirty minutes I walked out with ... a SIM card. And a cell phone number. The phone itself isn't kept in stock at the store, but ordered on a per-case basis. Mine ought to be here next week, if all goes well.
I know people who get iPhones tend to get excited. (A number of the people I follow on Twitter have posted a series of such comments as "Tracking number says it will be delivered today!" and the like.) And they're people who already have cell phones. For me, this is like a leap into another century -- a futuristic world where people have wristwatch communicators and carry movie screens in their pockets.
I'm glad I have a week to get used to the idea. Although I don't know if you can ever really prepare yourself to become a whole new person. A cell phone person.
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You should look into getting an ifrogz brand metal case for your phone.
Of all the cases out there it is one of the few that I have found that offers good protection as well as it keeps the phone from being too hard to get in and out of my pocket.
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