Why I Shouldn’t Do Chores…
So yesterday started my weekend out in the normal way. I woke up, made coffee, stood in front of the coffee pot trying to glare it into faster brewing, took a shower because the coffee pot was too slow, made coffee, and proceeded to do some housework before heading out for a full day of “stuff.”
While I was doing the dishes, I had my phone resting on a shelf above my sink. It was on vibrate. My hands were in the sink full of suds and water washing dishes. The phone rang. Vibration occurred. Phone takes a swan dive into my dish water and is obscured by suds. Needless to say, I didn’t get to it in time. It crackled, hissed, and generally acted in a pretty obstinate way all day, so I spent the rest of the day disconnected from pretty much everything. Eventually the texting function and data worked, but the speaker was fried. I couldn’t hear anything. So this morning, I took my phone back to the Sprint Repair store. (I was just there not more than two months ago because I shattered the faceplate. They couldn’t fix it, so they replaced it. Ahh, the glories of Insurance plans!)
Well, a very nice guy greeted me, ushered me back to the repair place, and told me to pick up my phone in an hour. No problem…
…Except for the fact that I apparently didn’t have the “Full” coverage on my phone. I have it on my broadband card, but not the phone. This means water damage wasn’t covered. And my phone was shot. Dead. Kaputski. I needed a new phone, and I was only eligible for a partial discount because my contract isn’t up. ~*sigh*~
So, long story short, I ended up spending money on a new phone that I didn’t plan on (I don’t have a land line, so going without a phone isn’t an option), and I’m still trying to figure out how this thing works.
Now, if I hadn’t been doing the dishes none of this would have happened! I think this is a clear sign that I should have a maid. The universe has spoken…
