Technology is Killing Me! sa, my sales consultant, couldn’t have been nicer or more helpful. She wisely picked out a mid-list phone that was neither too stupid nor too smart for me. It has all the bells and whistles I want. It makes calls, sends e-mails, even allows me to literally speak my e-mails so my fat fingers never touch the keys. It has more apps than I can possibly ever use in what’s left of my lifetime. It does things I’m not even sure I know what they are... (bad syntax and I know it, but after two days of fooling with this thing, working it out like an encryptionist at Bletchley Park, has made me woozy).
What I’m trying to do now is get it to attach to my Facebook account. Mostly because after a year of looking at everyone else’s cats,
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