The one thing that you will learn about me in my blog is that I despise handling “life stuff” which includes errands, grocery stores, or in my case last night, getting a new phone. I have been putting off this process for years (not going to say how long…). I walk into a T-Mobile store late last night and hand the young nice gentlemen my card that I received through the mail that contained my new SIM card. He looked at me and asked how do you open it? I thought to myself, is this the true definition of difference in age? This young kid can program my phone in about 15 minutes and transfer information that would literally make my mind explode, but needed help opening a tab.
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