I am cursed.
It’s been a running joke in my family for years that technology will eventually start doing weird things around me. I’ve had one phone die under mysterious circumstances that not even the guys at T-Mobile could explain. I’ve had an iPod that was so glitchy, I couldn’t bear to listen to it anymore, only to have it miraculously heal itself a month later. Back when I worked a desk job, my computer and all of my test devices completely stopped charging one day; I later discovered that my cubicle was the only one in the entire office that had lost power for unknown reasons.
This past week, I had another phone suddenly go bad.
It had been charging all night long, only to be completely dead and unresponsive to all chargers the next morning. So, I put on my big-girl pants and took it to the T-Mobile store as soon as they were open for business. Nothing the guy at T-Mobile did would turn on my phone, so he sent me to another store that specialized in cell phone repairs.
Now, I am a directional idiot, and the shopping center I went to is a maze of twisting, winding roads and a convoluted network of interconnecting parking lots. Because my phone refused to turn on, I couldn’t rely on Google Maps to take me to this other store. I could only go off of the T-Mobile guy’s vague directions and pray that I would eventually find my way there.
Onto the cell phone repair store. An employee there was able to turn on my phone, but only once he’d hooked it up to a special power source which allowed him to some certainty that I probably had a bad battery. They, however, did not have any batteries for my phone in stock. So, I was sent to yet another store with more vague directions and no GPS.
Thankfully, I made it to the battery store, and they had the kind of battery I needed in stock.
For almost a whole week, my phone successfully charged. And then, one miserable Wednesday morning, it was mysteriously dead once again. I’m not proud to say that I let this ruin my day. It was the cherry on top of an already eventful and stressful week, and I had reached the point where I was just done.
Then I unplugged the cord from the wall, and my phone suddenly decided it actually would turn on. And it wasn’t even dead! It still had half the battery left!
Now, as of this Thursday, my phone seems to have stopped charging again. Technology failing me is one of those things that gets under my skin like no other. What’s something that makes you guys want to scream your anger and frustration into the void?