Being driven to distraction by puta.
I used to have Whatsapp until it whatsapp-ed off. My numerous attempts to get it working again have ended in failure.
I used to have Skype - indeed, I thought I still had it until I tried to use it to interview a friend of my victim, no, wait, subject last week and it failed to materialise. Numerous attempts to get it working again etc
Husband entered the fray. (Actually he came in the room to drink his tea so I pounced on his expertise. So to speak.)
'It says I need Whatsapp on my phone first.'
'Go to Playstore then.'
I look blankly at him.
'In your Apps.'
I stare at the computer.
'On your phone.'
'Oh right, yes, that would make sense.'
Time passes. 'Okay, it says it needs my phone number. Which phone number is that?'
'The phone you're using.' Husband sighs.
'Ah, yes, again that would make sense.'
A little more time passes during which Husband takes the mouse off me and takes control.
Husband is a genius. Not only has he restored Whatsapp to my puta he's also installed Mightytext allowing me to send text messages from my puta via my phone.
No, I don't understand it either.