Needless to say, it's also my calendar, my phone book and my cellphone. It gets a lot of use each day.
One downside of the iPhone 3 is that the battery life is not so good. It needs to be charged every night. So I charge it near my bedside, because it also serves as my morning alarm clock. No matter how low the charge at night, in the morning, it's always 100% charged.
The other morning, as a favor to my husband, I checked the iPhone to see which team won the Super Bowl. I opened the New York Times website, saw the Packers won, and put the phone down. Just a few moments later, I wanted to check something else, but the iPhone did not respond. It was dead. And I was suddenly very uncomfortable.
This is an understatement.
During my morning prayers, it occurred to me that maybe my iPhone malfunction was a message from Hashem that I am much too dependent on my iPhone. Most mornings, I check my email before I get out of bed. I spend way more time with an iPhone in my hands than a prayer book. So I asked Hashem to please make my iPhone work and, in exchange, I wouldn't take it to my bedside at night.
But after my prayers, the phone was still dead.
I put my SIM card in a different phone so I could at least make and receive calls and I started my day, however uncomfortably. On the bus into Jerusalem, I focused on the positive. Thank Gd I had another phone to use. Thank Gd I was able to remember a few important phone numbers. Thank Gd it was just something material, and not my health, that was broken. Thank Gd I was on a bus in Jerusalem. Thank Gd I live in Israel.
After we finished our tasks in the city, my husband took me to the cellphone service center.
We pulled number 350, When we arrived, they were on number 296. We were told the wait would be 2-3 hours. It was every bit that.
As we sat there, we talked about how this kind of wait would really infuriate some people. At that point, it was 4 in the afternoon and I had not yet eaten lunch. There were dozens of people in a small, loud, crowded room. The numbers seemed to crawl forward.
On the other hand, we were together. We were indoors and the temperature in the room was comfortable. We had chairs. There was free coffee. And we were in Jerusalem.
When it was our turn, we learned that the problem with the phone was that it was completely drained. Apparently, the night before, the phone and the charger were disconnected and, after using the last of the juice to check the outcome of the Super Bowl, the phone just shut down.
We had just spent 3 hours waiting to find out that we needed to plug the phone into a charger.
Instead of feeling like an idiot and having my husband yell at me for wasting his afternoon, we agreed that this was great news. We had some time together. The solution didn't cost us any money. Since we were already in Jerusalem, we went out to dinner and spent the entire meal speaking to one another exclusively in Hebrew.
And the onion soup was delicious.