No, really. It was an accident. I swear.
"Hey Honey, have you seen my cell phone?"
"No. Where'd you have it last?"
"Well I remember it chiming this morning when we were going out the door."
"Did you call it from the house phone?"
"Yeah, I did, and it's going straight to voice mail."
"It wasn't in the laundry basket was it? Because I started a load of laundry before we left."
My cell phone was not in the laundry basket. Rather, it was in the bottom of the washing machine, underneath a load of freshly laundered clothes.
My carrier's customer service center hasn't opened yet, but I'm willing to bet that it'll cost me at least $160 to get a new phone. And for that price, I might as well get an iPhone.
No, really- I need a new phone.
"Hey Honey, have you seen my cell phone?"
"No. Where'd you have it last?"
"Well I remember it chiming this morning when we were going out the door."
"Did you call it from the house phone?"
"Yeah, I did, and it's going straight to voice mail."
"It wasn't in the laundry basket was it? Because I started a load of laundry before we left."
My cell phone was not in the laundry basket. Rather, it was in the bottom of the washing machine, underneath a load of freshly laundered clothes.
My carrier's customer service center hasn't opened yet, but I'm willing to bet that it'll cost me at least $160 to get a new phone. And for that price, I might as well get an iPhone.
No, really- I need a new phone.
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