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Somewhere without an iPhone
August 8, 2014 - Stephanie Ivankovich
The unexpected happened before my eyes.
It happened a little after 5 p.m., Sunday, while I was walking down the steep stairwell of my parents’ house. I was holding it close to me.
Out of no where my clumsiness got in the way, I slipped and my iPhone jumped out of my hands then committed suicide on the
hard tile floor.
I tried to stop it.
Slowly I lifted it off the floor and cringed.
Shards of glass remained where it laid.
I pushed a button, the cracked screen was black.
No joke, tears streaked down my face and then I got mad. It was a Sunday at 5 p.m., there was no way I could get a new phone today, but I kept a positive attitude and rushed it to the only Verizon Wireless store that was open.
The Verizon employee was nice, even thought I was very bothered and annoyed. He said with Asurion, an insurance plan I was on, I can get a new phone for $169, shipped in two days.
I was so upset, poor guy, but I would have to go three days without a phone and still have to pay for a new one.
I came back home with the bad news. Fortunately, with iCloud, all my contacts were backed up and my photos were saved on my computer.
The first day without a phone was just awful. I used my old iPhone to listen to music and go on the internet. I used my laptop to text other people with iPhones using iMessage. I thought it was the end of the world.
The next day didn’t bother me as much, I was past the grieving stage. I was living without a phone.
Surprisingly I was more productive. However I still missed having a phone.
Wednesday rolled around and I got my phone in the mail. It was great... so I thought.
I had to re-download all my apps, change the settings, set alarms and do everything. To this day I still need to put music on it.
It’s a process.
Living without a phone for those couple of days reminded me what it feels like to be disconnected and that is shockingly surprisingly great.
I couldn’t live like that forever, but it was a nice, yet very unwanted, break.