A week after getting my new Droid, it did something I have never seen and is not advertised on the “Droid Does” commercials. It scrambled my email – all of it. Not just one account, but three: work, home, personal, everything.
It made a sound like an email (Droids can make a lot of sounds). The name of the person sending the email was correct. The subject line was correct. The body of the email itself was something from another email from another person. Or it may have been an email I sent to someone else. It did not matter. The sender’s name and subject never matched the message. Example:
SENDER: Dee Briggs
SUBJECT: Shoot next week
BODY OF EMAIL:
Hey dad, thanks for sending me that information. Love, Jake.
As you can see, I am not Dee’s dad, Dee is not Jake, and that email is not about next week’s shoot. Every email was this fractured.
I took it to the Verizon store, waited for 30 minutes (they don’t need to advertise, the joint is packed 24-7). The tech came out and I explained the problem. She looked confused. I asked her to send me an email. She did.
“It’s working! There’s my email,” she said, pointing to her name on the little screen’s list.
I said, “click on your name and read the email you just sent.”
Instead of “test,” the email read: “Hey, man. That was a great meeting! I think they’re going to buy it.”
Not exactly what she expected. She scrunched her nose. “Hum.” I know what that word means. It means, oh shit, only nicer.
I looked at her. “That kind of thing gets old after a couple of days.”
She took it to the back. All of the tech guys gathered around my Droid like it was something fallen from the sky.
Finally a guy came out and said, “We have never seen a Droid do such a thing.”
I smiled and said, “Like the ads say, Droid Does.”
He smiled faintly and noticed the big sign above his head reading: “Droid Does.”
“We have to erase the entire email memory and start again and see what happens,” he said, not entirely convinced in the prescription himself, but at a lose for a better explanation.
I said, “Let’s go for it. Knock yourself out.”
He brought it back in twenty minutes. He smiled. My Droid was normal again. It worked perfectly. So far it has not scrambled my emails again. Why do I feel that now that I have typed those words, it will do it again by tomorrow? Good news is, I have an email from every single tech person in that store. So if it happens again I can just email them that it’s not working, assuming it will not scramble my email to read: “Honey, I love you so much. I can’t wait until I get there tonight. : ) ”
If that happens, I’ll take it to another store.
