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Cleaning my Contacts

Fortunately I still see well.  So it is not about the insipid chore of rinsing little glass contacts with special formulaic liquids that I was involved with over the weekend. 

Rather updating the lifeline device aka Cellular Phone after having bestowed a new one by my telco (that is slang for telecommunications service provider).  There are contacts contained therein and it had been a long time since any cleaning had been undertaken.  So in the spirit of all things anew for Spring I decided to spring for some spring cleaning of the cell phone contact list.  Hence the title.

So as I embarked on this activity, which I found cathartic.  It constituted of the following -

1.  Deleting some meaningless contact written using shorthand that I use to save a number when I get a call from someone I think I might be interested in following up, only to realize that it was an optimistic attempt at doing so.

2.  Data became Information - Editing contacts to have legible format so someone's name spelled right like - Venugopal instead of VN San Jose to remind the tired noggin that I ran into VN in San Jose during an assignment - and updating this person's actual whereabouts to say Chicago land rather than guess which time zone he may be by googling the area code... too much work - so nipped that in the bud and made it a fully readable piece of information.

3. Adding new contacts that may be on pieces of paper but which may be seriously useful like my child's pediatrician's specifics.

So a good few hours spent to get the cellular house in order.

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