I awoke this morning to snow. Not lots — but enough to make me happy. I’d rather have 1/2 foot as opposed to a 1/2 inch, but you get what you get and you don’t throw a fit.
Before I even got to snap a photo my favorite son called. The conversation consisted of him saying, “WHAT?” a whole bunch and telling me I sounded muffled. He also said I sounded like a robot at times.
I knew my amazing iPhone 11 MAX seemed to be having a little issue. I listen to audiobooks often and I just couldn’t get the sound up loud enough. I didn’t think I was going deaf… I didn’t have a problem hearing anything else.
After my call, I took off the case assuming there was dirt in the mic and speakers. But no! This is what I found instead…
I’ll just trade it in, me thinks, and get the iPhone 12 MAX. Wrong again! My $1300 iPhone is now only recyclable. Any case damage and they don’t want it. I’ll call tomorrow and see if I can get it repaired somewhere, but in the meantime, I’m sporting a Samsung Note 10+.
For the record — and sorry to all you Android lovers — this is a POS. There’s currently not a phone out that that can compare to an iPhone. Period.
The pretty snow that got me excited to start the day… and that I finally got a photo of… was the highlight of an otherwise craptastic day.
TIL (today I learned): Kid Rock was not actually raised poor or in a trailer. He grew up in a 5600 square foot home on a six-acre estate. His real name is Robert James Ritchie and his dad owned multiple car dealerships.