No, this is not exactly a typical day, but it's typically the way things end up happening. I'm on the cordless phone, with tech support for the phone I'm holding in front of me, trying to make it work the way it's supposed to, while my own phone there on my belt just sits there patiently waiting for the trip home. I'm up on the fence because there's next to no cell phone signal there, so I kept having to enter codes, then wait for the phone to get enough of a signal to tell me that, yes, it still thinks it's roaming, no matter which home area the support line tries to put it into. As of this writing, it still insists that it's roaming, and additionally will neither send nor receive calls to either its current or former numbers. There is the way things should work, and there are all the myriad mysterious ways things do (and/or don't) work. The former, of course, is all the support staff has instructions to cover. The latter is what my life, by and large, is made of.
Friday, August 18, 2006
Life on the fringes
No, this is not exactly a typical day, but it's typically the way things end up happening. I'm on the cordless phone, with tech support for the phone I'm holding in front of me, trying to make it work the way it's supposed to, while my own phone there on my belt just sits there patiently waiting for the trip home. I'm up on the fence because there's next to no cell phone signal there, so I kept having to enter codes, then wait for the phone to get enough of a signal to tell me that, yes, it still thinks it's roaming, no matter which home area the support line tries to put it into. As of this writing, it still insists that it's roaming, and additionally will neither send nor receive calls to either its current or former numbers. There is the way things should work, and there are all the myriad mysterious ways things do (and/or don't) work. The former, of course, is all the support staff has instructions to cover. The latter is what my life, by and large, is made of.
