Conversation down the drain

Well, how to explain. Everyone has their share of stupidity at times, don’t they. Right? RIGHT??? To cut a long story short, my cell phone fell in the loo this week. Sure, go ahead and laugh. My lovely wife Emma did the same. A bit of sympathy for her embarrassed husband is something too hard to fork out apparently :-) My colleague comforted me at least by telling me that this happened to a lot of people before. Not that I know any of them, BTW… :-)

Anyway, how on earth do I manage to land my mobile in the toilet? Easy enough. Usually the thing is attached to my belt. As I walked into the restroom and performed an agile turn-around action I heard a sudden splash. When I looked into the toilet bowl I saw my heavily gurgling mobile crying for help. A quick mobile grabbing action could not prevent the display to fill up halfway with water.

At least I could entertain myself now during the act of sitting on the toilet, a kind of dry-your-cellphone-while-you-are-draining. The extended toilet visit also gave me the opportunity to ponder about what would have happened if it had fallen in after… oh well never mind.

In spite of all good care the dried mobile still wasn’t giving any sign of life. I was preparing myself mentally to part with it and to get a new one. Just to be sure I waited a few days to let it dry up on the inside too. And whaddaya know… after a few days it worked like a charm again! Even the staining on the display is disappearing. Unbelievable! People, when you want to buy a water-resistant mobile… Siemens! :-)