November 25, 2013

An iPhone saga


I bit the bullet and went to the Verizon store on Sunday.  Surprisingly enough, here, in the middle of nowhere, we do have one of those.  1 point: Missouri.

The 18 year old girl who helped me actually made much more work for me than I'd ever intended on putting into this new phone.

Me: I'd like an upgrade.

Her: What phone would you like?

Me: What do you have?

Her: 5S and 5C.

Me: Which is cheaper?

Her: 5C

Me: I'll take the 5C. Can I see the colors?

Her: Yep!

(She brings out blue, pink, yellow, green, and white.  They are all pastels. I don't like pastels.)

Her: I love the coraly-pink.

Me, thinking: That's not coral.  If it was coral, I'd consider it.

Her:  You should get the pink! 

Me, thinking: The last thing you'll ever catch me with is a pastel pink phone. Also, I'm not a 13 year old girl. A pink phone is a big commitment.  This is 2 years we're talking about.  Now, if you had a plaid one…

Me: I'll just put a case on it anyway.

Her: We have clear cases!

Me, thinking: Yes, for $49.99 I can get a small, clear plastic sheath that offers almost no protection.

Me: Do you have Otterboxes?  

Her: In black.

Me: Never mind.  Screen protector?

Her: We're out.  They never sent us more.

So then I was in a frenzied, almost fearful, state to get to a store and get an Otterbox on that phone as soon as possible.  3 stores later, I found one at Wal-Mart.  They have shockingly few 5C cases on the market.  Apparently people want to show off those pastels.  That to me is irresponsible and asking for trouble.

As I'm checking out, she mentions that unless it's backed up on iCloud, my contacts won't transfer.  It hasn't been backed up on iCloud since like June, because really, who backs up their phone consistently?  (I'm sure you all do. Sigh.)

So I lost everything.  EVERYTHING. Notes, Photos, all of it.  Gone. 

Bleh.  

I briefly considered asking if we could halt the process, I could run home, back it up, drive back and THEN make the transfer, but I decided against it.  She didn't really offer it as an option, but I'm sure I could've made it one if I wanted to be difficult.  

The woman in the line next to me squealed, "This just made my life!" when she saw the lime green phone.  

I got the white one.

Me, downloading Instagram again