Not Cool, Man
My girls and I were having a pretty decent rainy day. Stopped at Mickey D's to get nuggets for Ladybug so Baby Duck and I could indulge in some Five Guys. Nothing like fresh jalapenos on a Little Bacon Burger! Yum!
Then we went to Old Navy to check out their awesome spring sale. I was finding lots of great deals and life was good. Then we went to the restroom, where I finally committed the only clumsy act on the planet I had not previously been guilty of: my phone slipped out of my pocket. Into the toilet. The public bathroom auto-flushing toilet.
I watched it disappear in horror, then had a moment of delight when the toilet began to refill and I saw it pop back out of the pipe. Baby Duck immediately leaned in to grab it. As soon as she dunked her arm, the sensor went off and the toilet flushed again. Frak. Surprisingly, she got ahold of it... but she couldn't get it out. So I had to try my luck. I grabbed for it and the toilet flushed. I got a grip on it and it flushed again. That is when I discovered the reason it had not disappeared permanently: it was the exact right size and shape to be stuck right there in the bottom of the toilet. I twisted and turned; the toilet flushed. I reached up to cover the sensor and it flushed one last time before I blocked it- which was just enough for the toilet to overflow. Nice. Big fun.
I got it out and dried it under the hand dryer. Again in taunted me, this time by spending the next fifteen minutes trying over and over to boot itself up before the screen went white. I started frantically pushing buttons, hoping for a miracle. Then I heard the death rattle as the phone went dark for good. I considered the bag of rice trick, only to decide to not even bother- the camera lens had moisture behind it and the screen looked like a flattened lava lamp. We don't bother with a landline at home, so spending 24-48 hours hoping for a miracle when I could just go to WalMart and replace it seemed ridiculous. So the new one is now charging while I write this, getting ready to set it up.
The Silver Lining: while we were in WalMart, Baby Duck found the Flynn Rider doll to go with her Rapunzel that she had been looking for, so she got to spend her birthday money. Yay!
CL
Then we went to Old Navy to check out their awesome spring sale. I was finding lots of great deals and life was good. Then we went to the restroom, where I finally committed the only clumsy act on the planet I had not previously been guilty of: my phone slipped out of my pocket. Into the toilet. The public bathroom auto-flushing toilet.
I watched it disappear in horror, then had a moment of delight when the toilet began to refill and I saw it pop back out of the pipe. Baby Duck immediately leaned in to grab it. As soon as she dunked her arm, the sensor went off and the toilet flushed again. Frak. Surprisingly, she got ahold of it... but she couldn't get it out. So I had to try my luck. I grabbed for it and the toilet flushed. I got a grip on it and it flushed again. That is when I discovered the reason it had not disappeared permanently: it was the exact right size and shape to be stuck right there in the bottom of the toilet. I twisted and turned; the toilet flushed. I reached up to cover the sensor and it flushed one last time before I blocked it- which was just enough for the toilet to overflow. Nice. Big fun.
I got it out and dried it under the hand dryer. Again in taunted me, this time by spending the next fifteen minutes trying over and over to boot itself up before the screen went white. I started frantically pushing buttons, hoping for a miracle. Then I heard the death rattle as the phone went dark for good. I considered the bag of rice trick, only to decide to not even bother- the camera lens had moisture behind it and the screen looked like a flattened lava lamp. We don't bother with a landline at home, so spending 24-48 hours hoping for a miracle when I could just go to WalMart and replace it seemed ridiculous. So the new one is now charging while I write this, getting ready to set it up.
The Silver Lining: while we were in WalMart, Baby Duck found the Flynn Rider doll to go with her Rapunzel that she had been looking for, so she got to spend her birthday money. Yay!
CL
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