I was mostly laughing on Monday. Truly, if I cried over everything stupid thing I did, I’d be a snotty mess most of the time.
I was wearing a sweatshirt with a front pouch, and that’s where the phone was at the time of the incident. I leaned over to flush, and out it slid… It’s gone but not forgotten, because the toilet is draining, but definitely not flushing properly. I’m going next door when I need the facilities, and while I did leave a message for my landlord, I haven’t heard back from him yet. (Is it wrong that I’m glad it happened here at the shop, and not at home where it would be Mark’s problem?)
Right away Monday afternoon, I wandered down to the hardware store, that doubles as our wireless store, and cringed in anticipation of how much this fiasco was going to cost me.
See, the phone was nearly new. Like…November new. I wasn’t eligible for a new cheap phone, this WAS my new phone. (Because I had dropped the last one and it wouldn’t stop buzzing…)
Turns out that sometimes I get lucky, though, and did NOT have to pay retail. The cell company has a 30 day return policy, and they just happened to have the above phone (which is identical to the one that got flushed…) in stock as a returned item. And, as it turns out, it hadn’t ever actually been programmed, so…it’s like I got a brand-new phone for only $40. (Full retail was…$160…)
You can be darned sure that I will be extremely careful with my phone around toilets for awhile.
And thanks for laughing at me, I’m glad I could provide some entertainment in your day…