My cell phone is staging a silent protest. I don't know what it wants from me. It refuses to charge. At first I thought it was my charger. So I tried my old charger, though it was defective and didn't always work either. I then decided that the old one was probably just too messed up to work at all. So tonight, I took the kids out in the yard to play and put the phone in the van on the car charger. I know that charger works just fine, so I'm left assuming it's the phone itself that hates me. The battery is currently dead and I have no way of bringing it to life, so, I'll be unreachable until at least sometime tomorrow.
Okay, you can reach me now! You can't reach Michael though, because they accidentally cut his phone off in the process, and now they apparently can't figure out how to turn it back on. Lovely.
1 comment:
you and cell phones: not such a good combo.
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