Three Cheers for the iPhone Guy!

When is the last time you upgraded your phone? I upgraded my trusty, dusty iPhone 3GS to an iPhone 4GS and it had been a long 3 years, for me.

Have you noticed, when you buy new bath towels and toss the old ones, you're rewarded with a thick blanket of warmth. When you discard last week's flowers and fill the vase with a new bouquet, you're rewarded with beauty. When you upgrade your iPhone ... there is no warmth or beauty. There's confusion, mass confusion.

The gadget wants your permission to track you, tag you, announce your whereabouts to a non-existent adoring public and all manner of other indignities. But it doesn't want your old photos, your old notes, your calendar or email account.  It's frustrating, to put it mildly.

But then there's that guy. You know, the guy at the store. You walk in and cry, "help". And he looks at you like you're the 1 billionth set-up he's done, yet with a friendly, welcoming smile. "Sure, I can help." And he does. In just a few minutes, your Outlook is back to it's old self, and (in my case) your outlook on life is improved, too.

Profound thanks to the techie-guy. Your service was of inestimable value, and your kindness was greatly appreciated.