My Not-So-Mobile Mobile Phone

No Worries Ladies, my phone is working again.  And let me tell you what a pain in the ass it is to try to get by with a half-working, not-so-mobile mobile phone.   It all happened one night when I decided to sleep in my brother’s bed instead of the leather couch, which is technically my bed.  Ok, there’s really no technicality in there.  I sleep on a couch.   There, I said it.

Anyway, I put my phone on the window sill only to wake up around 8 a.m. to the sound of Sammy the Samsung shutting off.

I thought it as quite odd that my phone would randomly shut off, so I went to Sherlock the situation.  Much to my dismay, I found Sammy face down in a puddle of water which was caused by condensation from the window (are you happy Bill Nye?  I used one of your fancy science terms).  I discovered that the phone does work when it’s open and plugged into the wall.

So for the past two weeks I was the guy at the bar with my phone plugged into the wall trying to text people.  I was that asshole that would go into Starbucks near the metro, plug my phone in to text you, and meet you across the street.  I was completely technology’s little bitch, but I’m back, baby.  And I’m loving every minute of it.

~ by mecolwell on February 10, 2008.