My mum and I have the same cell phone- the HTC Hero. I, being the tech geek, set mine up in the store much to the amazement of the salespeople. (Who, by the way, have never seen anyone type as fast as I on an onscreen keyboard. I don’t know whether to be flattered or chagrined.) Mum is now being dragged reluctantly by me into the 21st century.
We had fun. I thought I’d make you all jealous and do a little live blogging of the highlights. :)
9:00– M: Let’s go to Dairy Queen instead. E: No, we need to do this now.
*Unfortunately Mum hasn’t used iTunes in a while, so it had to update. This took fffoooorrreeeeevvveeeeerrrr.*
9:15– *update finished* M: Okay, let’s find some Chad and Jeremy. E: *looks up icanhascheezburger.com*
9:30– E: Okay, the most difficult thing we have to do is set up your Google account for the Android Market. M: Okay!
9:33– M: It needs my first name. What should I put? E: Whatever name you want. M: Okay, we’re going with A— (her name begins with K). E: Sounds great.
9:35– M: Now it wants a last name. What last name should I use? E: Whatever you want. M: How about Gugenheim? E: … M: Guteman? E: …what about *insert our real last name here* M: Oh! That’ll work too!
9:48– M: Why do I even need a Google account anyway? E: *holds up the back of the phone that reads “with Google.” M: Oh, that would be why.
10:00– *We’ve finally gone through the 500 steps to set up a Google account, downloaded a word game, and Ringdroid. We’ve decided on what song to use as her default ring. We even set up her default ringtone. So far, so good. Then, we decided to personalize the ringtone for when I call.*
10:05– M: Okay, Cuppa Joe, Since I Quit Drinking Coffee, or Java Jive. E: You pick. M: But what song to you want to be identified with? E: I think you should pick.
*We play all three songs multiple times through with multiple artists trying to find the right one. We finally land on “Cuppa Joe.”*
10:54– M: Cuppa joe….cuppa joe….no, cuppa joe- right here. *points to a picture of a cup of coffee on her laptop wallpaper*
10:56– M: I have a missed call. E: That was me from the test call earlier.
10:58– M: Do we have any Peeps? I want to make some sh’mos since we can’t go to Dairy Queen. Don’t blog that. E: :)
11:07– M: The song is still playing, how do I make it stop? E: A mallet.
11:10– M: You just talk into your phone and it does stuff for you! *imitates me from the other day* “Melting Pot…oh look, how cool* *notices my expression* M: Oh…
11:26– Success! Mum edited the song on her own, I called her, and it worked!
11:35– *listening to Michael Bolton singing Nessun Dorma* M: What is wrong with Nicolette Sheridon? How do you not love this?
11:38– E: Okay, connect your phone to the computer. M: It says it is. E: It isn’t really. M: Wait, my phone is lying to me! I can’t have a relationship with anything that lies to me. E: *facepalm*
11:40– M: I’m clicking music, I’m double clic…uh-oh. E: *facepalm* M: Honey, don’t die.
11:42– M: Hey, it takes me a long time, but once I’ve got it, I’ve got it.
11:43– M: You’re being snarky…sarcastic…snarkastic. Oh, I made a word- that’s good! Don’t bother with spellcheck…don’t blog this!