I dropped my iPhone in the toilet yesterday.
It was THAT kind of day.
Because I am a dolt, I immediately pushed the button to turn it on. After I fished it out. Ew.
Remember that Kellogg commercial? With those three deranged elves in chef hats who listened to the cereal making noises?
Also, why did we think that breakfast cereal should make any noise at all?
Anyway, my phone made those EXACT noises.
My brain made this noise.
You know how everyone talks about how great it would be if we could all just get off our phones?
Well, it was not great. It was not great at all. It, in fact, sucked giant matzo balls of doom.
All day, my eye did this.
I was not able to text Esperanza 50 times. I could NOT look up what pedantic meant during an argument with Darcy. I could not randomly watch my favorite cat videos when I was bored.
“Oh, CALAMITY!” as my daughter would say.
Whatever. I didn’t feel like I got MORE out of my interactions with fellow human beings without that damn phone around.
But maybe I’m just in withdrawal…
Have you ever lost your phone? Did it make you miserable?