This morning, whilst doing my laundry, I discovered my cell phone at the bottom of the washing machine. Thoroughly waterlogged. Thoroughly destroyed.
Thusly, will I never pay much scratch for something fancy-schmancy like a blackberry or an iPhone.
I don’t even know how many cellphones I’ve gone through this year.
I’ll pick up a Go-Phone this week, soon-like, and a replacement as soon as I can.
In the mean time, if you call me, you can leave a message. I’ll get the message eventually.