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I Am Cougar Hear Me Roar!

First off, let me qualify this by saying that no, this post is not about BYU.  There.  Now, to begin...On Saturday, Angel and I still had some energy after the diabetes walk, so we decided to go cell phone shopping at the AT&T store. So off we went to the downtown store and began our browsing.  Now, one thing about the AT&T store is that it is staffed mostly by young adult males in their early 20's.  They are very nice, but let's say they are perhaps a little more technologically fluent than we are.  Our Salesman was a nice good-looking young man named Greg.  He politely answered all sorts of questions about each of the phones and the plans, but mostly let us play around with the phones without being too persistent or rolling his eyes too much.  

The big question - the Blackberry or the iPhone.  I was torn and went back and forth between several different ones.  On top of that, there was a problem with being able to move from my work account, so I knew I wouldn't be able to purchase anything that day.  But I knew immediately that Angel was smitten with the iPhone.  We finally decided that we'd better go to lunch and think about it.  So off we went, telling Greg we'd be back later.

We ate our lunch, went back to the store, found Greg, and Angel began the purchase process.  This all takes quite some time, what with getting the new plan info, changing to the new data plan, turning on the new phone, and copying over all the contacts, etc.  I helped Greg out a little bit by suggesting she get a cover for the phone and also a gel screen to avoid those nasty finger prints.  This of course added to his bottom line which I'm sure he appreciated (not so sure Angel did).  And here's where it all gets a bit silly.  Because apparently it takes 2 or 3 young cute AT&T guys to put on the gel screen all while Angel and I are offering words of encouragement along the lines of "Wow, you guys are so good." and "I can tell you've done this before.", etc.  But wait, it gets even worse - Angel was scrolling through her contact list and I looked over and asked where my contact info was.  At which point Greg looks at us with a gleam in his eye and says "You guys are dorks."  I swear, you've never seen two women of a certain age giggle like we did right then.  Who cares if I'm old enough to be his um - Sister.  Sigh...

**On a related note, as I was leaving work today, I saw the UPS truck go by, with a young hunky driver inside.  You know their slogan "What can Brown do for you?"  Yeah, I think I have an idea...

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