At the beginning of the year I purchased an iPhone 6 Plus.
Big is the way to go for me because I am old and mostly blind. Blind for me actually came before the old, but people relate better to the concept of losing
vision as they age so that is why I put it that way. Unfortunately I did it in reverse.
Going from an iPhone 4 to a 6 Plus was like finally moving
in with your favorite relative while she was baking cookies! Absolute heaven!
And with every phone, my must haves are insurance, a screen
protector, and a case. I paid more for this phone than I did my first car. You
want to protect that kind of investment.
Insurance – check. Case – check. Screen protector – dang. So
I went to my trusty Amazon Prime account. I looked over the many impact
resistant tempered glass offerings and made my choice. 4 stars – it has to be
good. Two days later it arrived on my doorstep.
I don’t get home until well after 6 pm from work so it was
late the day it arrived and my husband swayed me to not affix it to my phone immediately
by saying – “Dinner’s Ready”! After
dinner came showers, and foot rubs, and favorite TV shows. Needless to say it did
not get done.
It did not get done for many nights after that.
Thinking I was smart, I kept it in a very visual place in my
kitchen as a sort of subtle reminder to take care of this project. It was positioned
behind my monk decanter that holds my incense. Every time a human walks from the
kitchen into the living room you see it. A constant reminder you are being slothful.
But then it disappeared. I was confused. But only for a
moment because almost immediately something else came up (lunch was ready?) and
I forgot about it. Then it reappeared. My husband said he found it in the shoe
basket. So I put it back in its rightful spot behind my monk.
I swore I would put.it.on.my.phone
the upcoming weekend! I did not.
I kept swearing I
would take care of this and kept ignoring that swearing until last weekend. I had a 3 day weekend and I would be
home! Plenty of time to finally do the deed; and believe it or not I actually
opened the package to do it – AND –
the screen protector was BROKEN.
Yep, the shoe basket had apparently taken its toll.
In my mind a mere few weeks had flown by since I had ordered
it, so I thought of returning it. You have 30 days after all. When I looked up
the order I found that I had actually ordered the protector in early FEBRUARY!! It was now late MAY. Waaaay past the 30 days. I was
stunned!
Had I actually had that thing for 3 months and not bothered
to protect my precious phone?! I just shook my head at myself.
Nothing I could do about it now so I went right to my
computer and my wonderful Amazon Prime account and ordered a new one. They even
listed better, thinner ones! Three months is a long time in the world of
technology after all! So I upgraded to a newer, better brand. 4.5 stars! HAZAH!
It came yesterday. Determined NOT to be as languid as I had been with the first one, I opened it
right up. Got my phone out, cleaned it with the cleaning implements provided
and placed that baby on my beloved phone.
And there they were – a hair, a dust ball, and a
fingerprint. The fingerprint right in the middle of the screen was definitely
not mine and it was kind of creepy.
The hair – cat.
The dust ball – from
a cat.
Maybe the fingerprint was actually a paw print!
Then it dawned on me. I had taken off the sticky side’s protective
cover and taken 2 steps to turn on a light before trying to protect my phone. Those
two steps – in a home full of furry creatures – is the death knell to anything
that must remain perfectly clean.
I took it off and threw it away. I give up. My phone is
going to have to fend for itself – screen wise.
Note to self: If
you live in a house with 4 cats (and a dog), don’t even waste your time trying
to place glass on glass and expect it to turn out properly.
But if you own pets – you knew already that…