Wednesday, September 3, 2008

I killed my phone. Again

OK, there are two things I've never had luck with: dentists, phones, and men.

Three things.

So my zeal for killing flies led to the death of my phone by water. I drowned it.

I was talking to my sister on the phone. While chattering, I noticed two flies on the screen of the window in the kitchen. You know, the one over the sink.

When we were done talking, I put the phone down next to the sink, picked up the swatter, and ... knocked the phone into the sink with my elbow. Unfortunately, I was soaking some dishes in said sink, so it was full of water.

Ooops.

Speaking of swatting, I found this cool article on the NPR website about why it's so hard to swat flies.

They are apparently alert to things coming in their direction by air. Who knew?

The trick is to swat where you think they will fly to when they see the swatter coming. It works, most of the time.

Anyway, this is my second phone this calendar year. People just aren't buying anymore my excuse ("My phone is f***ed up!") for why I don't return calls.

But it's true. I'm a phone klutz.

2 comments:

Sarah Swart said...

Oh nooooo! Are you sure it isn't four things: Add flies?

skyebluelake said...

Buy insurance (for your next phone).