My stupid phone, which I had just found, is dead. That may be because I ran it under hot water for two solid minutes. That may be because I accidentally dropped it in the toilet. That may be because I was leaning over to flush and it slipped out of my jacket pocket. I won't go into the details of using various kitchen utensils--since thrown away, of course--to fish the gross thing out of the gross bowl because I couldn't stand to put my hand in there.
In any case, I am phoneless. Josh thinks the whole thing is just hilarious.
Ha. I've done that before. And you better believe I stuck my hand in there so fast to grab that dumb electronic contraption. It may have helped that I had just cloraxed the toilet so I knew it was as clean as it ever got. Either way, in my hand went. Out came my phone. It hung out, with its battery, in a ziploc bag of uncooked rice for about a week (after being thoroughly lysoled)and worked good as ever for another two years. And I'm kind of sad I missed it. Watching you try and fish your phone out of the toilet? Priceless. Simply priceless.
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