So last night I was getting ready to go watch a movie with some friends. There was going to be cute girl there so I thought I would shave at least. I knew my friend would be calling me when we was on his way so I figured I should take my phone in the restroom while I shaved so that I could answer when he called. I just placed the phone right next to the sink thinking nothing of it. So I started shaving and there I was thinking how smooth it was turning out. So I finished still thinking nothing of it. After a while, I started wondering why my friend wouldn't call. I figured it was fine, maybe he was just running late. Well, after I got tired of waiting I went back into the restroom and realized I had dropped a bunch of water on my phone from when I was washing away the shaving foam. I guess thats what happens when you leave your phone right next to the sink.
I used to hate phones. I didn't get my own phone until six months after the mission--because my dad forced me. But now, I realize that not having my cell is pretty depressing. No cute girl, no movie, no contact with anyone. I can't believe how dependent I've become of it.
And, since its the weekend, I have to remain cell-phone-less until Monday.
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