A letter of thanks to Apple, from a grateful dad

A Medium Corporation ^ | April 29, 2016 | by David A. House

[Swordmaker]

Earlier this evening I got a call from my son, I could hear voices in the background so I just thought he had butt dialed me. I called back, planning to ask my son what his butt wanted. No answer. Strange.

A few minutes later he called again. He couldn’t hear me, but I could hear him. He said “I’m not sure if you can hear me, but I’m at Kennestone Hospital ER”. He repeated that several times and eventually the call ended. I called the ER and eventually found out he was in a car accident, but he was OK, getting stitches. Of course me and the wife got our stuff and headed to the hospital. He sounded OK on the phone, so I knew it wasn’t TOO bad.

We got to the hospital to find him with 10+ stitches in his face. He looked pretty bad, but was OK. Then he gave us the rest of the story. His phone was smashed. The screen wasn’t even attached to the iPhone.

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It still worked.

Somewhat.

When he was at the hospital, he couldn’t remember my phone number, or anyones number really. He was trying to figure how how to contact someone… anyone.

He grabbed the phone with no screen, then he pressed the home button. He felt it try to vibrate and just said “Call Dad”. After what seemed like minutes, he heard “Calling Dad”. Siri never sounded so good. That is the call I got where I could hear him. Siri worked. The iPhone microphone worked. Amazing.

Thank you Apple for an amazing product that every once in a while surprises you and enriches our life. From a dad, I’m very thankful that phone still worked to make its last call to me. Thanks to all my friends who work at Apple as well. Your hard work is appreciated.

[Talisker]

Write your emergency contact info on a sticker on the back of your drivers license.

[smokingfrog]

http://smallbusiness.chron.com/print-contacts-list-itunes-49851.html

[bgill]

IOW, Dad raised an idiot who had no bleepin’ idea what his home number was. Another one who has his entire life inside a bit of plastic.

[publius911]

IOW, Dad raised an idiot who had no bleepin’ idea what his home number was. Another one who has his entire life inside a bit of plastic.

What happens when you jump to conclusions is embarrassment.

Get a hard enough knock to the head and even you can fail to remember your own number.
At least for a while.

[ransomnote]

FWIW, a reporter got Einstein to admit that he didn’t know his own home address. Einstein became irritated and muttered that his assistant had that info.

[Protect the Bill of Rights]

Pleasantly surprised. Seeing the picture I thought the title was sarcasm to the nth degree.

I don't use Siri (aka b!tch in a box) because I find ‘her’ more annoying than helpful. Maybe I should reconsider......Nah. The annoyance factor is too great to overcome. I am glad to have the option, though.

[Bloody Sam Roberts]

IOW, Dad raised an idiot who had no bleepin’ idea what his home number was. Another one who has his entire life inside a bit of plastic.

Good catch. It goes right along with the idiots who are asked their phone number and respond, "How should I know? I never call myself!"

[roadcat]

This kid could not remember ANY phone numbers to be able to call home in an emergency because he relied so much on his memory crutch of his mobile device to remember them for him.

It was so much easier to remember in my old days, mnemonics were easier. You remember the exchange alpha name for your neighborhood and some digits. As a kid, my phone number was Valencia-62062, otherwise dialed as VA-62062 or numerically as 826-2062. Extremely easy to know. Area codes spanned a large multi-county area and were not necessary, so just 5 digits to remember. In my father's day even fewer digits to remember. Now you have to remember 10-digit numerics without the alpha mnemonics. Plus the original area code has been split many different times to new numbers in our area.