Even though there was no travel this time around, it was a busy week, nonetheless. I managed to knock off every item on my “to-do list,” except for one. There were even things that were added to the list unexpectedly. One of those was replacing my cell phone.
My wife and I were sitting on the deck one day when I asked her to bring my cell phone out so I could check something out. When she returned with her coffee and my phone, she put both in one hand so she could close the door behind her. Apparently, she didn’t have that good of a grip, and she sure as heck wasn’t letting a fresh cup of coffee fall to the ground, so down came my phone. It wasn’t a far drop, but the way it landed, it was far enough.
My phone was pooched and there wasn’t anything I could do to bring that baby back to life. I had to broadcast on location the next day, so I’d have to wait until my cell phone dealer opened up it’s doors at noon on Sunday to get things up and running again.
The phone was so badly damaged that the lady at the Wireless Age couldn’t even transfer anything over to my new phone. I would be starting from scratch. Slowly, but surely, I’ll have to build up my database of phone and text numbers and everything else I had.
Oh well, I got an upgrade a few months early and I learned a very important lesson. The next time I want my phone, I’ll get it myself.