So...this is kind of embarrassing. I was walking into the bathroom and the cell phone that was in my back pocket fell out...into the toilet! Yes, it got wet, but in the most awkward way. So naturally I reached my hand into the bowl to get it out. Gross!!! The saddest part of this whole thing is I did the exact same thing almost a year ago where I dropped the exact same phone in a toilet. As of now, my poor little phone is sitting in a bag of rice, in hopes that it will work again. It worked for a whole year after the last toilet plunge, so if it's fine again I will be very impressed (especially seeing how I have one of the cheapest phone you can possibly get).
It's times like this where I get a little reality check on how dependent I am on my cell phone. Without it this evening I couldn't call my husband to tell him the "bad new". Tomorrow, no one will be able to get a hold of me. I think it's the curiosity that kills me, wondering who might be trying to text or call for whatever reason. I think I've decided to just try and enjoy tomorrow as a cell phone free day.
I love those phones that are indestructible. Its like they have a very powerful will to live. I used to have a nokia that was like a hocky puck and it took so much abuse. I went for a whole semester without a phone so I know what you mean by getting attached. Reading your post just made me realize that I don't know where my phone is at the moment, which also makes me curious as to whether anyone has tried to contact me. Good luck with your phone. I'd tell you a gross statistic about how much fecal matter can be found on a phone even when it isn't regularly dropped in the toilet, but I doubt you're interested.
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