My relationship with the wonderful device we all know and are attached to, the cell phone, has been an interesting one.
I've managed to break 3 Razrs; 2 I dropped numerous times on pavement, and the third's wire that connected the screen to the internal crap shorted out from me opening and closing it so much. I had a crappy Nokia that fell out of my pocket and into the toilet at work a few years ago. I had a nice little Nokia that I left on a gas station counter in Erie, PA. I left my Blackjack in the rest area bathroom on my way back from Cedar Point but remembered and went back for it; then a few weeks later dropped it in the sink at the bar, but thankfully it dried out in 3 days and still worked, but froze at least twice a day.
Yesterday my mom and I decided to go have a mother-daughter day. We went to a Chinese restaurant about 20 minutes away. I got out of the car and went to the back passenger door to get my purse out. I unconsciously placed my phone on the roof of my car so that I could lean into my car and get my purse and rearrange some stuff. I forgot it there. We ate, came back out, and I felt like something was missing. We got in the car, pulled out of the lot, drove about 2 minutes to the highway, got on, hit a small pothole, and I heard something plunk down onto my trunk then onto the pavement and the car behind me ran it over. I immediately remembered setting my phone on my roof to get my purse.
FAIL. Now I have to go a couple weeks without a phone until I get another paycheck and can afford to replace mine, plus the SIM card. Bleh.
I've managed to break 3 Razrs; 2 I dropped numerous times on pavement, and the third's wire that connected the screen to the internal crap shorted out from me opening and closing it so much. I had a crappy Nokia that fell out of my pocket and into the toilet at work a few years ago. I had a nice little Nokia that I left on a gas station counter in Erie, PA. I left my Blackjack in the rest area bathroom on my way back from Cedar Point but remembered and went back for it; then a few weeks later dropped it in the sink at the bar, but thankfully it dried out in 3 days and still worked, but froze at least twice a day.
Yesterday my mom and I decided to go have a mother-daughter day. We went to a Chinese restaurant about 20 minutes away. I got out of the car and went to the back passenger door to get my purse out. I unconsciously placed my phone on the roof of my car so that I could lean into my car and get my purse and rearrange some stuff. I forgot it there. We ate, came back out, and I felt like something was missing. We got in the car, pulled out of the lot, drove about 2 minutes to the highway, got on, hit a small pothole, and I heard something plunk down onto my trunk then onto the pavement and the car behind me ran it over. I immediately remembered setting my phone on my roof to get my purse.
FAIL. Now I have to go a couple weeks without a phone until I get another paycheck and can afford to replace mine, plus the SIM card. Bleh.