Gratitude with SIM card and dancing broccoli

RantWoman is feeling GRATEFUL.

RantWoman is also feeling beset but is trying to breathe deeply and do one thing at a time.

Here the gratitude, with today's excursion to exotic Planet RantWoman: Praise the Internet and all the friends it connects to, smartphone edition.

RantWoman has her dancing broccoli back!

Dancing Broccoli

RantWoman had to get a new phone. RantWoman had to brave both multiple brain exploding phone customer service experience and two rounds of in-person upselling.  Dial-a-tirade happy to function about public requests for PIN numbers, and the thumbnail-sized SIM card, also known as Time to Pray on a chip. The SIM card would have vanished entirely if RantWoman had dropped it onto her floor instead of hearing it land on her table.

At first RantWoman was determined to swap the SIM card from the old phone into the new phone herself. After several tries it was obvious: RantWoman should just get on the bus early to her final destination, stop at the Verizon store and act helpless, not a meme RantWoman does easily, This time RantWoman was desperate!

Do not forget those terrifying moments when one needs one's device and accessibility features to duck the itty-bitty teeny tiny print about critical instructions such as backups and restoring factory defaults.

The dancing broccoli did not survive the first-pass migration. They vanished in a cloud of erased electrons. RantWoman cowered about just using the search bar. Blessedly, RantWoman has been filling enough of her groupies' text messages with dancing broccoli that someone was able quickly to resupply until RantWoman recovered enough time and patience to go find more dancing broccoli GIF's on her very own!