Sunday, February 10, 2019

Stopping Robot Callers

Over the last couple of years I have found the number of robot calls I was receiving on my cell phone to b
stop annoying robo-calls to your cell phone with you mail
Stop Robo Calls to your cellphone.
e increasingly annoying.

Last December I was receiving between eight and ten calls per day.

Some offering "Urgent prayer" on the light side of the spectrum to the downright threatening scam calls threatening me with a visit from the sherriff if I did not give them a few thousand dollars by providing them with my debit card details.

I had tried blocking the numbers after every call, but the scammers changed their telephone number several times a day and I would receive the same calls over and over again.

Early in January I heard about a free service called You Mail   

 You Mail is an app which runs on your cell phone. It checks incoming call numbers against it database of known spam callers instantly sending their robo-dialers an out of service signal. You Mail will also answer your incoming calls from your friends and contact list if you do not pick up the call.

The nice thing for me  is that You Mail will then transcribe any voicemail into an e-mail message for you. You can then read the e-mail using a screen reader like Siri on the iPhone.

There is of course two levels of service. Professional gives you more bells and whistles, but for me the free service is wonderful in itself. I have not had a robo-call or spam call for two weeks now. My wife loves that when  she calls and it goes to voicemail, my voicemail now addresses her by name. Much nicer than the old generic, please leave your name and number and I'll get back to you.

So if you are tired of robo-calls setting up You Mail took about thirty minutes. There are several codes to enter in response to e-mails. But it is free and well worth the effort as now I can get on with other things instead of answering spammers calls.

Take a look at You Mail Click here.

Friday, January 25, 2019

Don't Give Up

Over the past couple of days I have been researching some changes to my local bus routes which happened over the Christmas Holidays.

Some of the help I received could have been very dangerous for me to follow.

In this video I tell you about what happened to me. How by questioning the advice I was given and going out in the world I found my own answer to the problem of getting a bus to college was simpler, safer and more enjoyable than  any sighted person could believe.

Blind people have the resources they need to get on with  life so don't give up, there is a solution to your problem. You just need to not give up.

Tuesday, January 22, 2019

A New School Semester

Last week I started a new semester at college. New classes mean new classmates and new rooms to learn the layout of.

I am generally not too nervous about taking new classes but one class I found particularly taxing on the first day.
Looking down a wide sidewalk towards a large stone building in the foreground there is a fountain. Trees line the sidewalk.
College Campus and Fountain

I generally like to get to the classroom in goode time. About thirty minutes before class start is ok. I like this fortwo reasons. One my classrooms are on the top floor of the building, I walk up the stairs to the room for exercise and the elevator is not the largest, Leif my guide dog and I can just squeeze in, God knows how wheelchair bound students manage. Secondly getting to class early eases my tendency to panic about being late.

Well, Leif and I were pushed out of the way as we joined the line to enter the classroom at the start of class. Normal behaviour I find for many of my fellow students at the beginning of a semester, or in the line for the bus.

After we had found our way into the room, I told Leif to find me a chair. He knows this command and does the job perfectly. In this case he led me to one of those desk chair combinations. Where the desk folds over your belly after you sit. Not my favorite style.

Well I began feeling my way around the chair, it was empty. When sudden someone shouted "You can't sit there!" and I felt the chair pulled away from under my hand.

"You need to sit over there." The voice said again.

I hate that phrase, over there. Over bloody where>? I always think to myself.

Anyway the teacher came over and directed me to a much nice seat. A desk with a seperate chair. Lots of room for Leif to stretch out.

The voice which had yelled out at me, cooed about how nice Leif looks I just nodded.

Later in the class my neighbor, the young woman who yelled at me. Quite emphatically told everyone in the class that she  is, "Totally sympathetic to the needs of the disabled and that I know what they need and want to work with them to support them."

Yes, Love. You definitely proved to me, that you have my best interests at heart. I thank you for your sympathy, which I do not need and ask that you gain some empathy, which would be of more use in your future.