Thanks Teddy at AT&T in Tarrytown, N.Y., for saving our vacation. A vacation that started off without a hitch until that panicked pat-down, which can only mean: “Where’s my (^$%@&) phone?!” While driving along the Hudson River (I couldn’t resist a quick email check), the missing iPhone signaled end of good times—at least for a few hours.
Retracing our steps from Starbucks, where certainly I’d left it on the counter, right? Wrong. Dropped at the quaint farmers’ market? D’oh! No phone! Asking around, one kind gent suggested I use the app to find it. Thanks sir, but I never downloaded it. Continue reading →