Death of a Cell Phone
Tuesday I was working out, you know, lifting some HUGE weights, and then all of a sudden tragedy struck!
When lying down on the bench my cell phone slid out of my pocket and on to the floor. I didn't think much about it because it wasn't a great fall and my phone is pretty tough, so I went ahead and did the exercise. At the end of the exercise I was exhausted. I could barely hold the weights any more and I couldn't sit up. I only had one option: drop the weights. Little did I know, my cell phone was directly underneath the weight on the left side!! The weight fell briskly and crushed my poor little phone!
I frantically picked up the injured phone and examined the shell to see if it was ruined. Nothing looked wrong so I was momentarily relieved. Unfortunately it was just momentarily. I watched as the display went dim, never to light up again. And I cried...(a very little).
I went to Cingular the next day to get a new phone and the guy there scanned my old phone's SIM card to transfer the numbers. But alas, it was not my day. I had been saving numbers to my phone memory and not to the SIM card! I had nothing, no one, nada in my new phone. I was appalled, nauseous, a little light-headed, and overwhelmingly distraught at the thought of getting all those numbers back again. I mean I must have had a million friends....right?
Anyway...the point is, I NEED YOUR NUMBER!! Send me a message and until then, have fun and be safe when lifting weights. You never know what you might crush next.
When lying down on the bench my cell phone slid out of my pocket and on to the floor. I didn't think much about it because it wasn't a great fall and my phone is pretty tough, so I went ahead and did the exercise. At the end of the exercise I was exhausted. I could barely hold the weights any more and I couldn't sit up. I only had one option: drop the weights. Little did I know, my cell phone was directly underneath the weight on the left side!! The weight fell briskly and crushed my poor little phone!
I frantically picked up the injured phone and examined the shell to see if it was ruined. Nothing looked wrong so I was momentarily relieved. Unfortunately it was just momentarily. I watched as the display went dim, never to light up again. And I cried...(a very little).
I went to Cingular the next day to get a new phone and the guy there scanned my old phone's SIM card to transfer the numbers. But alas, it was not my day. I had been saving numbers to my phone memory and not to the SIM card! I had nothing, no one, nada in my new phone. I was appalled, nauseous, a little light-headed, and overwhelmingly distraught at the thought of getting all those numbers back again. I mean I must have had a million friends....right?
Anyway...the point is, I NEED YOUR NUMBER!! Send me a message and until then, have fun and be safe when lifting weights. You never know what you might crush next.

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