Me: (Chuckling) Why thank you...and on went the conversation.
We moved to the computer screen
Me: Oooo how did you get to that on the Sprint site? I haven't been able to find it.
PSC: Fiirssst, yoou cliiiick heeere. Theeen, yooou cliccccck heeere.
By now, I am so amused with this sweet young thing assuming that I am dumb as a doornail that all I could do was smile. I didn't buy a phone just then and chuckeled all night long reliving our conversation. When I went back in the next day I bought this
a Samsung Instinct. The poor girl nearly fell over. She was just so amazed that I chose the total opposite of what I'd asked for (and what she assumed I'd understand how to use).
This touch phone stuff is very nice! Plus because DD needs XYZPDQ, I have internet, texting, GPS (invaluable when lost in Houston and tired from Quilt Festival), and on and on. I can't wait to have the time to go back to my sweet little sales clerk, who was certain I was going to return the phone, and tell her how much I like it.