I got my SIM card replaced today. The SIM card, for those still using archaic technology, is the soul of the cell phone-- it contains the identity that links the phone to your phone number. So you can stick the card into any phone and that phone instantly becomes YOUR phone. Cool. It took me about 10 minutes at the Orange office in Geulah, one of the Haredi neighborhoods in Jerusalem. A very quick and easy task.
Bottom line-- you can call me now. I don't have a phone yet, but the replacement of the SIM card means that my voicemail is operative again.
I know it was a difficult 2 days for all of you, who have no doubt been frantically calling me to chat, share, invite, ask, beseech and profess. All is back in order now, and we are together again, thank God.
Bottom line-- you can call me now. I don't have a phone yet, but the replacement of the SIM card means that my voicemail is operative again.
I know it was a difficult 2 days for all of you, who have no doubt been frantically calling me to chat, share, invite, ask, beseech and profess. All is back in order now, and we are together again, thank God.
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