I am afraid of flying (plane take-off failure out of O’Hare… one of the American Airline flights with de-icing issues back in 95)… which makes the fact that I do it almost weekly hard on a little monkey like me. I make sure that I fly off hours so that I can calm myself with a few cocktails and music. I was listening to my music, and drinking those cocktails on my way to Minneapolis and had to use the “facilities.” Because I engage the time-honored practice of “hovering” in public restrooms, anything in my back pocket, if the pocket is not substantial, is in a somewhat precarious situation. Being claustrophobic (left over from near-death drowning accident at age 8), I move efficiently in and out of said facilities… small room and all. So hitting “flush”, re-adjusting clothing, and standing are all “one move.” When the music suddenly stopped, I turned around in time to see my iPod in the toilet and had a split second to decide if I was going to retrieve my iPod.
I decided to wave good-bye.
I dropped my last phone in a toilet too… but that’s a different story.
I also have Cingular/AT&T and it worked all through ski season this year. I did not check my phone when with Tom on Saturday but I’m hoping it was just a hiccup.
In the spirit of festolympia, I hereby bump this post for those who have just joined us! Welcome brothers and sisters of festcamp007! Let the games begin!