I'm attempting to figure out how the fuck my phone works with the text messaging, for the purposes of setting up my allowed senders for post-by-email to include the address that my phone sends from, thus enabling me to post to the journal from the cellphone. Not to mention attempts to get LJ's happy little send-text-messages-to-phone feature working ... to date, I tried to send ONE, and LJ's mail server gave up after three days as a bad job, and kicked it back to me saying "No dice."
So far I've seen three different domains referred to when trying to send mail to this insufficiently-documented phone.
Domains? qwestmp.com, messaging.sprintpcs.com, uswestdatamail.com -- these being the domains that the provider's website, the return address on the sent text message, and LJ's pre-programmed little thingity use, in that order.
Fucking fuck. Fuckity?
I just now got three text messages to my phone, one that I'd sent out a few days ago from Gmail. The fuck?
Messages sent to [10 digits]@qwestmp.com get through, even messages from LJ with provider as "other".
Next up: me sleeping. I was check-in at work today, it was the sort of hellish shift where people disappear and reappear, paperwork gets scrambled, the most reliable guy in the building comes in late (no) thanks to his car's electrical system going wonky (I swear I need to exorcise the vehicle), and the firewall went down during an update.
Friday will feature me as check-in again, and (we are to hope) a little less in the way of panic and a little more in the way of actual spare time.
I am good at writing business e-mails. So says Stressy College Chick. I knocked out a first draft and ran it past her -- well, I suppose it was draft 1.5, because I swapped the word order in one place to have it make more sense -- and she said it was perfect. I've seen my co-workers agonize for what seems like hours over e-mail to get it right. In the agonizing department, I have homework to get done on Friday, homework for work. Sorta. It's a test case on working with documentation. Ack? Only I can't do it at home. Double ack.
Now we're waiting to see if LJ's sending out to Qwest phones actually gets through. If it doesn't get through overnight, I'm opening a Support request pointing out that hello, I sent out a message the other day and it got bounced back as "refused" by the wrong address, and manually entering XXXXXXXXXX@qwestmp.com got a message through within ten minutes, and swapping back over to give a message again was not working? Badness, and if I get another fail message in my inbox in another three days saying that it was trying to talk to @uswestdatamail.com, I shall be wroth indeed.
In other news, I think I know where that nastily pervasive smoke smell is coming from, the one that smells like dead cigarette butts, the one that I thought was coming from the bulletin board but still lingered after I put the thing outside.
I think it's seeping up through the floor. I've never smoked. None of my roommates have ever smoked. None of my things would smell of cigarette smoke.
Prior to my moving in here, this apartment was entirely gutted by a fire.
I think I'm going to have to have Figment's help on this one.
Hey, twit what used to live with me!
Putting down people who a) don't know any of your current information, and b) don't think particularly well of you as references, so that they get called at ass-o'-clock in the morning by someone looking to maybe employ them?
This does not endear you to your ex-roommates/ex-fiancees, nor does it particularly impress the formerly potential employer(s).
Why is my cellphone ringing when he would have given out the home phone number?
Why did my home answering machine not pick up last night when I called my home phone number?
What the crap is going on??
Well, that's "convenient"!
Defaulting the "convenient" service of ringing the cellphone first if it's on, and ringing both the numbers in turn if no one picks up at the first one, to "on" without explaining that it will default to on? Confusing as fuck, when you didn't explicitly activate it. I pointed out that when it was not explicitly verbally explained to me, which it was not, it was confusing as fuck. Except not in those terms. I was polite, firm, and immovable on that point. I'm sure I raised the hackles of the customer service phone goon on the other end of things, because I'm sure she was used to people getting irate after taking that stance. Instead, I was polite the whole way through, and got sweet at the end.
I still don't know what my internet bill is going to be...
Things I need to do:
Check and see if a more experienced customer service person can pull up what my internet and wireless bills are likely to involve
Ask someone to walk through my online customer support account and see where the hell the trouble with that is
get sleep before I go to work, dammit
let Sis know that I got an incoming from old stuff