Cellphone Shuffle

Wednesday, May. 21, 2008 - 12:39 a.m.

So, on Tuesday, we had some excitement with John's cell phone.

Around ten in the morning, I tried to call the husband, twice -- and when he answered both times, he sounded very unlike himself, and the phone was horrid, as if it had been covered in a layer of aluminum foil.

I turned off my phone and back on, and then messaged for my husband to call me, figuring that if *he* started the connect, the reception would be better.

John called back and said 'Hey, lady, who are you and why're you hanging up on me?"

I said I was trying to reach my husband, John McLaughlin, and I gave the cell phone number, and the man on the other end said "Oh geez!"

Then the light dawned on us both and I said "You have my husband's cell number! Oh nooo! By any chance did you pick up a new Verizon phone recently???"

And it turns out, what happened was, this guy had his info transferred to his new phone, and when the dyslexic human doing the transaction entered the code to cancel the old number?

She transposed the digits, and cancelled my husband's number.

The fun part was trying to figure all of this out in the first place, because guess what?

The other guy? Who accidentally absconded with my husband's cell phone number? Is also named JOHN!

It was straightened out in the course of the day, and husband John and other guy Jon and I all ended up getting along really well through all of this silliness, and in a weird kind of way, we're glad this happened.

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In other John related news, I gave him the good news that his Powerbook was finally all set to start being used with his type of shuffle and the most up to date version of iTunes, and let's get started on that on Tuesday night, what say? It won't take too long to import CDs and begin creating playlists and content for the shuffle there on his new puter.

His completely innocent answer: "I don't have time to do all that TONIGHT! That takes HOURS!"

Heh. Why, yes, yes you're right, it does, darling!

But it's understandable after the Silly Stick has had such a busy series of days clopping one or the other of us over the head.

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Here's a longer and nicer mention of Rory Root.

The comic store he created was one of those little magickal vortices where lots of cool things happened.

Rory was a proprietor and fan of the genre of the highest orders, and there will never been another like him.

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That's it. Have a good Wednesday.

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