Google is part of our life style.
Google has become a noun, a verb, an adjective and even an adverb. So it shouldn't surprise anyone that Google has become so powerful that it does pretty much what it pleases...sort of a cybernet version of Governor Christie.
This blog has been down for some time this week because Google advised me that it was noting "suspicious activity". I practically stood on my head to try to get the darn thing settled.
The crux of their solution was to ask for a mobile phone number, to send a text message to, so they could send me the security password that would unlock the account.
I figured it was a marketing ploy to get a cellphone number to spam. I called the Google New York number to speak to a real person and was told by the answering machine that the "mailbox is full".
Yep. Figures.
I told the Google site online that I had no phone. No response from the Google people. That was days ago.
I tried again, noting that I wanted to speak to a human and was sent to a site that asked me what I wanted to pay per hour to talk to a real person. What is this? Extortion... or... Google porn?
I called my stepson who gave me a phone number to use. Lo and behold, when I put it in today, a text message appeared on the phone.
Yep.
Figures.
Google sent me a text message that encouraged a reply.
Yep.
Figures.
Yep.
There was a perky message that advised me of their services and now I can receive, on the mobile phone, all sorts of stuff... for a fee because "all applicable charges will apply".
Yep. Figures.
Now if I can only get this stuff stopped.....yep. Figures. A week ago they tried to change my Google page to a huge distracting desktop and I spent a long time trying to tell it to go white. I understand that they finally took that down.
Based on my experiences, Google is not people friendly.
Can't blame this one on the Governor.
I wonder if this post will stay up or if they will freeze me again for "suspicious activity".
Love ya,
Have a nice day.
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