Everything In Between

I am now officially phone-less. No landline, and now, no cell phone either. Which sucks, because having a phone is sort of important. I went out today, and after sitting at a diner I realized I didn’t have my phone with me. I always have my cell phone with me. I was a bit worried, but figured I had left it at home. I never leave it at home. But y’know, maybe just this once?

So I arrived home just a little while ago and, unfortuantely, there is no phone in sight. I tried calling my phone from my girlfriend’s cell phone to see if it was anywhere in the house. (My apartment is so small that if my phone rang in the middle of the night, the neighbors could hear it.) Unfortunately, no phone to be heard.

So I left a message, saying to please email me if the phone would be found. I’m hoping some good samaritan will have found it and picked it up (and checked the messages). Actually, I should probably send a text message too. Just a moment…. Ok, text message sent. Here’s hoping that does some good. I’ll have to contact T-Mobile and see what can be done about this. Phonep? :( No.

Oh, so in case it’s not obvious yet, if you call my cell phone I’ll probably not answer you.

Update: Good news! My mom called me today, when I didn’t have my phone. Thankfully, someone at EJ’s Luncheonette picked it up, and she was able to discern that I lost my phone and where it was. I picked it up today, and now I have my cell phone back. Phonep? T!