Thursday, April 05, 2007

Mobile Phones

I haven’t been able to find my cell phone for two days. It hasn’t mattered because my son’s been home sick from school, but he went today, so I had to find it.

I finally resorted to using my mobile home phone to call my cell phone. It was in the pocket of some pants I wore two days ago.

Then I lost my home phone.

I think things were simpler in the days when the phone was connected to the wall. If you had told me ten years ago that I would lose the phone—I’d have thought you were crazy.

4 comments:

andi said...

Were you reduced to using your new-found mobile phone to call your house to follow the ringing sound?

One of my work colleagues lost her handbag, and was reduced to ringing her mobile, then going to every classroom in which she'd taught that week and asking if anybody had heard a ringing phone.....

gossamer said...

I haven't had to resort to calling my handbag yet--I'm sure it's only a matter of time!

Recently my husband was working on base, and he ran into a soldier wearing fatigues, searching the bushes for his wife's (pink!) mobile phone. My husband tried calling it, but no luck.

Why her phone was out in the bushes, I couldn't tell you.

andi said...

Ok.... and he can confirm that it was the soldier's wife's phone? Not the soldiers? Or does that come under "don't ask, don't tell"?

gossamer said...

Definitely "don't ask, don't tell"!