Even worse, when you spend the better part of three days trying to figure out what your new refrigerator is telling you and why. You keep hearing "da da da", three musical tones. My fridge and my micrro were the only things I knew that communicated with me with music. So, out came the manual, I checked the doors, many times, closed properly, checked the temps of each compartment, all in good range, checked water supply, fine. Had just replaced water filter, can't be that. On the thid day of this, I was walking away from the fridge, going past the stepp stool that has my purse sitting on it, and "da-da-da" again, it has been getting more frequent as the days go by. Lightening bolt, it is NOT coming from fridge, it is from my purse. Poor cell phone had been languishing in the purse and dying of dehydaration for three days. Thank the Good Lord that I realized in time as I was on my way to the land-line phone to call Lowe's for a service call to figure out what is wrong with my refrigerator.