Outcome: I successfully cancelled my personal phone.
Not sure what it says about me, but the easy part was informing the whopping half-dozen people who actually occasionally call me that I have a new number. Turns out, my personal connections let out a collective yawn with the notion of my phone number changing.
So, I though I was home-free. Bam, done.
Although I then realized that there are actually a fair number of corporations and other money-grubbers who have my number (and, actually, seem to use it more often than the people who really know me). Trying to figure out which corporate mega institutions I had to alert and how to update them became much more of a challenge. I'm sure I missed someone, and, in 60 days when AT&T gives away to my old number to an identity-theiving hacker, all my accounts shall surely be accessed and lost. In the meantime, we're saving $100 per month without my phone contract, so it's all good.
Also worth noting: this week was the first week in a year that I didn't cart around two phones, as unbelievably 21st-century as that sounds. It's been liberating. (Just don't take my other phone away.)
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