Defeated by technology

I have a fancy phone now. The batteries ran out the first day I had it, because I didn't charge it up thoroughly. It has a digital picture of our cat on the home screen. There are icons on his face, but I've learned to 'swipe' the icons away. 'Swipe' meant 'steal' until about five years ago. Petty theft, like eyeliner from a drugstore or a dollar from your mom's purse. My phone somehow allows me to play back a voice-mail AND inadvertently call back the sender, who's saying 'hello??' as the voice mail plays back on speakerphone in the faculty office where I am merely getting some supplies for my 2pm class and checking my phone, and I juggle all these things and speak aloud to myself saying 'how the f**k do I play back the voice-mail?' Good thing the person on the other end of the call (and the voice mail) has a sense of humor. I'm doing better with the phone now.