Yesterday I rode my bike to work. In
the morning, Leroy rode half way with me before he turned around since he had
some errands to run.
I enjoyed the rest of the ride by
myself. It was great to be out in the early morning coolness with a few riders
and walkers on the trail. I had gotten to work early enough that getting my
clothes changed and ready for patrons was no problem. I have happy to have
remembered to bring underpants.
During the day people started to talk
about the heat outside. In the meantime, I kept drinking more and more water, which
means that I had to make quite a few trips to the restroom. I do not like to
leave the main room so much when I am the sole person in charge, but I thought
my health on the trip home was more important.
At the end of the day I got ready to
ride home. It was about 20 minutes after closing time. I was out getting on my
bike when I remembered that I should call Leroy to let him know I had started
home. If I were very late then he could worry and maybe do something if needed.
I dug out my phone only to have it give me a message that the call had failed. I
tried again with the home number. Then I got a message that if the signal was
low I should sign up to do WI-FI calling. It wanted an address and I did not
know which address so I just decided to try again when I was almost half way
home. On this phone, I have been getting text messages that are sent to Leroy. We
have been trying unsuccessfully to eliminate that possibility. I figured either
Leroy or I had turned off one too many things.
At that shelter I got the same
messages. Grumble, Grumble. I stopped once again but still no luck, this time I
sent him a text. I was carrying my phone in the back pocket of my bike shirt so
I could hear the ding. I hoped that was an answer from Leroy. At home I looked
at my phone to see that the message had not been delivered.
“I was beginning to worry about you,”
Leroy said when I came in the door.
I started grousing about my phone
difficulties, but I wanted to eat first since I was so hungry. Stopping to call
him had added many minutes to my trip. Leroy looked at my phone and he also was
totally mystified. I could text, why it did not go that first time I do not
know. I could receive calls, but I could not make them.
Google was the next step which had the
answer as (many) others have had this problem. Various solutions were offered.
Luckily, the first one I chose worked. I reset the time and date before I
completely turned off the phone. Great! I could once again call people, I did
check it this morning and it still worked.
Paula
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