Friday was a weird day at work. Just one of those days where everything was a bit off. You know, overly cranky co-workers, dumb questions, last minute projects that had to be done that day. And I don't think there was a full moon or anything. Just one of those weird days.
But one thing did happen which made me laugh.
Sometime in the morning, as I was busily typing away at my computer because god was I busy doing stuff my co-worker, we shall call her L, appraoched my desk. In her hands she held her brand new Blackberry Pearl, in pieces, on a paper towl. My confused look posed the question "What happened?"
Her reply: "I dropped my phone in the toilet."
Now I have done a lot of dumb things when it comes to my cellphone. The best being when I accidently left it on top of my car when I left my parents house one weekend and didn't notice until I saw it fly off behind me as I did 50 mph. Luckily I was able to find it amongst the weeds on the side of the road and aside from a few scrathes, it still worked. (Thank you Motorola for building a quality product.)
But I have never dropped my phone in the toilet. After the initial fit of giggles I had I couldn't help but feel bad for L. Not because she just ruined her new cell phone, which she has had less than a month. But because when she goes to the store to get a replacement she is going to have to explain to the pimply faced kid behind the counter how she broke it.
And for that I wish I could be there with a camera.
~The Office Scribe
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