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Written by Erin Frustaci - View Profile
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Thursday, 23 March 2006 |
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By Erin Frustaci
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My worst nightmare finally came true last week. I looked down into my purse in horror. My cell phone was gone. I instantly knew what happened.
It was about 8:45 p.m. and I was heading home from the Cherry Creek Shopping Center. While there, I made a quick stop in a restroom in a department store, which shall remain nameless. I had taken my phone out of my back pocket and set it down. Unfortunately for me, I never picked it back up.
Because the store was closing soon, I knew I wouldn’t make it back in time. In a panic, I called customer service. The representative took my information and asked where I thought I left my phone.
“The restroom on the second floor by the women’s apparel department,” I said.
The next question seemed a little strange to me. The representative asked if it was the men’s or woman’s restroom. I thought this was apparent by my high pitched voice, but who knows.
A few minutes later, I got a call confirming my nightmare. My phone was no longer where I left it and had not been turned into lost and found.
At that moment I too felt lost. It’s amazing how dependent on cell phones we, as a society, have become. As kids we used to brag about how many phone numbers of friends and family we had memorized. Now, I am lucky if I can remember my own phone number.
I have always dreaded loosing all my numbers. Now faced with this horror I came to a realization. If I can’t get a hold of a person through email or they won’t be calling me, do I really need their number? Still, it is going to be a long process to rebuild my social network.
The sad part of the story is this isn’t the first time I have had separation anxiety over a cell phone. But this time we would not be reunited.
About a year ago, I left another phone in a restroom. Are you starting to see the pattern? Luckily that time I took note of who went into the stall after me. I patrolled the whole bar until I found her. A friend of mine kept dialing my number as I approached the woman. She pulled out the ringing phone from her purse and claimed she couldn’t find where to turn it in. It didn’t matter though. The important thing was my electronic friend was back.
For being so reliant on my little Motorola RAZR, I sure don’t treat it very well. My first one I dropped in a sink full of soapy water when washing dishes. I had only had it for two months.
The good news for me is I miraculously have insurance on my phone. I don’t remember buying it, but that’s another story. One deductible later and a few days of emptiness, I am now with RAZR number three. I really will try to treat this one better, or so I say. At least I haven’t dropped it yet. I mean, it has been three days now.
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