So, I lost my cell phone the other day. One minute I had it out talking on my way into Subway. The next thing I know I am in my car about a block away with the cell no where to be found. I turn around and go back to Subway. I go in and ask if anybody has seen it. Of course no one has laid eyes on it.
A nice lady offers to call my cell so we can hear it ring if it's somewhere in the store. Great, we call the number and the next thing I know is that to my relief/horror/utter amazement my ass starts playing Bob Marley's Three Little Birds.
You see, with my hands full, no pockets and needing to pay for my lunch, I apparently tucked the phone into the back of my waistband. Only problem is because I have had so many surgeries I don't really feel it when something touches the skin on the small of my back. I was completely clueless.
On the bright side, I found my phone. Big Chocolate never has to know about this unfortunate incident, and I made a whole lot of people's day at Subway.
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That's priceless! I have been known to stick mine in my bra when I have no pockets, but I've never had it ring while it was there! lol
ReplyDeleteoh, that's a good one!
ReplyDeleteHahahaha! Priceless...I do the bra trick too. Sometimes you just don't have other options!
ReplyDeleteThat is so something I would do---ridiculous. But you are not alone
ReplyDeletegiggle -
ReplyDeletenow if I could find my license I'd be delighted.
-->Oh, that would have made my day if I had been in subway. HAHA...
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That is sooooo you!
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