Closet Extremist

Independance and SamSung

So...I've been spending quite a lot of time out on the lake this weekend. A few aunts, uncles, and cousins are in town to visit, and we've all been having a grand time. My sister and brother-in-law just got ahold of a couple of older Yamaha WaveRunner's, to go along with my parents' Sea-Doo, so we've been doing a lot of zipping up and down the river on them. I was on one of the older one's, and had pulled up beside the houseboat, when one of my young cousins (she's around 5 or so) wanted to go for a quick ride. She jumped on in front of me prepared for a fun ride, but got a little disappointed. My sister decided to help push us away from the houseboat (to avoid sucking the anchor line up into the impeller) and she got a bit too enthusiastic in her effort. The handlebars went from their traditional position at 12:00 to a nominally less effective 6:00. Kaitlyn and I went in the drink.

This wouldn't have been a big deal if not for the fact that I had my cellphone clipped to my waist. I scrambled up onto the overturned hull of that watercraft, and pitched my phone over on the deck of the houseboat. My Sis' took it out of its leather case, got the battery out, and proceeded to go over it with a hair-dryer. After 15 minutes or so, I tried to turn it on, and got nothing. Shitshitshitshitshit! I don't have the cash to replace the thing. All my number's are on it, I use it as my alarm clock, and it's also my home phone (Cable Internet, so no landline is needed). I had to go ahead and leave after that incident, as I had a dinner engagement with a friend, and was decidedly wetter than I had previously planned, so I had to stop at the house and change. On the ride home, I plugged my phone into the car-charger, and at least the LED that tells me it's charging came on. When I got home, I plugged it into the AC charger, and soon got a flashing amber indicator. I grabbed up the manual for the phone, and delved into its wonderful mysteries in search of the meaning of the flashing amber LED. Nothing was found to tell me what it meant. Ohcrapohcrapohcrapohcrap. My phone's dead, and there's no way to get it replaced due to the holiday weekend.

I decided to try it one more time, and Lo' and Behold the thing sprang to life like Frankenstein hooked up to a 480volt service. Yay! my phone works. Quick call to my sister (to let her know my phone worked), and all went well. Checked my voicemail, and found that my dinner-partner had called. "Call me by 4:00 to let me know you'll be there." It was 4:15. Dinner was washed out, but my phone worked!

As far as I'm concerned, SamSung makes some fine-quality cell-phones. Total downtime was about an hour and a half, but there is no indication that this thing has been drenched in lake water. It works perfectly. From now on, I'm recommending SamSung phones to everybody, but I'm still taking it off the next time I'm on a jet-ski. Just as a precaution you understand.

Oh yeah. Happy Independance Day!