Part 1: I forgot to pay my cell phone bill.

It was due on Monday. By Monday night, my phone had no service. I found it annoying, but didn’t think too much of it, since that’s not too far removed from my typical service level of one-half to one bar (”more bars in more places” my foot). But by Tuesday, let’s say mid-morning-ish, I’d put two and two together, and I may have literally smacked my palm to my forehead. That doesn’t really sound like me, though. I probably just cursed. But so anyway, off to the internet I went to pay my phone bill. I figured that once the payment went through things would just right themselves. As it turns out, that’s pretty close to the case.

Part 2: Cue this morning. Things still aren’t working with the phone. So I decide to trek on over to the nearest brick-and-mortar store, maybe a 10 minute drive away. I explain the situation to the sales guy. He checks out my account on the computer, and says it should be working. So I hand him my phone, and I swear to God . . . he reboots it.

You may not find that as funny as I did. But as a computer tech, I don’t know how many times I’ve recommended that as a possible solution, much to the probable dismay of my clients. And frankly the iPhone is pretty much a computer. Basically, I should have thought to do that myself. So the morale of the story is: I’m a genuis.

The sales guy was actually really cool about it, and understood when I explained why I was laughing when he rebooted the phone. He noticed my Twins hat, and we talked a bit about The Johan, and how he was disappointed that he’d drafted Liriano for his fantasy team. Heh.

And finally… (and h/t to Daring Fireball for the link)… Normally I would give this its own post, but I don’t think I can really say it any better than the post author does. I just think it’s funny. All I would really add is: You know I always have coffee with my radar! (And if nobody gets that, all the better for all of you.)