Having successfully negotiated a phone upgrade, I eagerly
awaited the arrival of my new handset. On the allotted day a small box arrived
with all the necessary kit packaged super-efficiently into the smallest
imaginable space, and I pulled the bits out one by one. Having located the
phone, assorted paperwork and cabling, I searched in vain for a SIM card. I had
been told to expect a SIM card, but none appeared from the tiny box. In fact I
had been told to expect a micro SIM card, and I wondered briefly if it was so
micro that I had simply overlooked it. This was not the case. I even thought
about mutilating my existing SIM card to turn it into a micro SIM, but that
seemed like an unlikely solution. So I was forced to call customer services
again and report my complete dearth of SIM card. Of course then I had to return
to the store to pick one up, but this did at least have the advantage of
allowing me to prove my technological idiocy by getting the bloke in the shop
to set everything up for me. With a working phone I finally felt empowered
again, and I decided that I should find out what it was capable of. It is
supposed to be ‘intuitive’, but I am clearly lacking intuition. Navigation was
slow, several accidental calls were made, and when I received my first incoming
call I hung up on the caller. Twice.
After apologising in text, I downloaded the manual to find
out how to use my phone as a phone. I assumed that ‘How to answer a call’ would
be pretty much page 1 of the manual, but this was occupied by information on
how to download apps. I waded through further irrelevant instructions on how to
edit movies, translate texts into Swahili, and program my handset to recognise
my voice, but nothing on how to answer a call. Finally I found it, buried deep
within a section on adjusting widgets. I’m carrying around a mini-computer.
It’s probably only a matter of time before McAfee tells me it’s at risk.
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