Losing My Phone

If you’ve ever lost your phone, you can associate with the feelings I felt the other morning after I had searched through all of my luggage and couldn’t find it.  The boyfriend and I had called the taxi company several times and couldn’t get the record of our cab trip that we had taken just 20 minutes earlier. What kind of cab company won’t keep records like that? As he went off to work, I spent most of the morning going through most of the stages of loss.

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As I said, I had already ripped through all of my clothes and poured the contents of my purse on the floor to try to find the damn thing (denial). Then, got ridiculously angry at my idiocy and at the cab company for not caring more (they probably handle lost phones all the time). I had also gotten pretty angry at the Find My iPhone app, because it wasn’t working for me.*

I skipped bargaining (I’m a realist, people) and advanced to depression, thinking about the pictures I had lost and how I’d have to start all over.** Finally, I accepted the fact that I was going to have to drop a bit of cash to get a new phone.  I was planning to do that soon anyway, but I prefer to do that kind of thing on my own time.

When the boyfriend found out that he didn’t actually have to work today, he messaged me that he was on his way home.  Being as awesome as he is, he brought home muffins.  I wasn’t very hungry and was planning to eat them later, but he said, “They are really special muffins, you’ll really like them once you see them.” So I opened the box and realized that he is, in fact, the sweetest and best person alive ever:

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I have since backed up my phone completely, but I can’t help but think about how lost I felt without my phone.  It’s upsetting how important being connected can feel.  If this had happened ten years ago, it wouldn’t have been such a big deal.  It’s interesting how time has changed us. Thanks for reattaching my limb, boyfriend!

Have you ever lost your phone? Did you ever find it?

*Note: Once I got my phone back, I finally go the app to work.
**However, two unwatched episodes of Outlander definitely took the edge off of my depression.

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