Apparently the universe,
the spaghetti monster,
the cheese man,
or whoever/whatever is in charge up there read my hubris laden “bring it on!” blog post where I pretty much said that I was a fan of the unexpected.
It heard… it laughed… and my iPhone died.
The internet also crashed spectacularly but after an hour of major bitching I was able to get at least that back up and running.
The iPhone on the other hand is still dead.
Dead and mocking.
I spent over two hours trying to fix it last night… and (wait for it)… another two hours on the phone with tech support this morning. I was seriously on the phone with them at 5:30 AM and it was after 7 when they pretty much threw up their hands and told me to bring my phone into my nearest Apple store.
My nearest Apple store? HA!
So, after work today I get to brave the impending rain, the darkened skies, the voting crowds, and the south San Jose Light Rail system for a two hour trek to Oakridge.
It is odd… I spent a good portion of my life without a cell phone… and yet I feel so totally vulnerable and cut off today. Note to self: purchase a cheap back up phone for emergencies… and somewhere write down people’s numbers and contact information.
Further note to self: Do Not Tempt Fate.