The mellow music plays in the background of the psychiatry waiting room. It’s supposed to be soothing. It is so far from that today. YaYa reads the various kid-specific magazines while I attempt to access FB from my iPhone. I fuss for a bit, changing the settings on the WiFi, and finally realize that I have NO SERVICE.
No phone, No email, No internet….and two hours to kill. I try not to panic.
Meanwhile, people trying to contact me heard the following message: “The number you are trying to call is not accepting calls at this time.” I imagine they were puzzled but figured they’d try back later. Perhaps, like Lil Sis, they sent a text message instead. The message would have been a lot more clear if it has simply said, “The IDIOT you are trying to call did not pay her bill and we have SHUT OFF HER SERVICE.” Then, they would know that a text message would not be received either.