Imagine my relief on Monday evening, when I was getting Farmer H's supper ready, and my phone rang. It was The Pony! I could hear someone talking in the background.
"I came to the phone store to see if they could fix my SIM card. First the guy tried taking it out and putting it back in, like I did. He tried all the same stuff as me. Then he finally gave up and put in a new SIM card. He said to make a call and try it, and I wanted to call you!"
"Wow! Good to know that I'm your one phone call, heh, heh! I guess I'd bail you out. So it works now. If you need to go, I understand."
"No. The guy heard me talking to you, and gave me a thumbs up, saying 'It works! You're good.' So now I'm in the car."
"Are you going to have supper while you're over there?"
"Probably. Where should I go? I can't decide. Steak N Shake? CiCi's Pizza? That Chinese buffet I like?"
"I can't decide for you. If it was me, it would be Chinese. But you order that a lot. You really like Steak N Shake. But at CiCi's, you can have pizza and pasta and salad and dessert."
"Yeah. I've had Steak N Shake the most recently. So I guess I'll toss a coin for the other two. I can send you pictures of what I have."
"Okay. That sounds good. I'm so relieved that you got your phone fixed!"
Oh, how lovely was that scenario. Until...
Farmer H got a message on his phone about 15 minutes later.
"It's Pony. His phone ain't working again. He has to get a new one, but to order one, he has to do it through a link they send in a text. He said he'll have to use one of our phones, and walk us through it."
"I don't know why! He's on the account. He should be able to do it himself, on his own phone."
"He cain't do that! His phone won't get texts! He can look it up and pick out a phone, but he can't order without having a phone to get texts. I cain't believe that store don't have phones in stock."
"Maybe they don't have the kind of phone Pony wants. He's had this one about four years now. They're not going to stock a phone that old."
"Pony says he'll come out Wednesday morning and use your phone to order one it that's okay with you."
"Okay. I'm always here."
So now we're still waiting for The Pony to return to the land of communication. He can message on Facebook, but can't call or text. Good thing cell phones weren't used to put men on the moon...
2 comments:
That was a short-lived relief with the new SIM. Too bad The Pony needs a new phone. I hate getting a new phone and having to work out things that might be programmed differently to the old one. Why do they have to keep inventing newer models anyway? We older persons need stability with things like phones and internet. Though The Pony will probably a new phone quite well. I'm curious now about what he chose for dinner.
River,
I'm starting to think this saga will never end. More info coming up. I hope The Pony took pictures of his meal, since some parts of his phone still work. Maybe we'll get to see them later. I've only had a one-sentence communication with him since Monday night.
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