On the Death of my Phone

I originally titled this post “On the Death of my Precious”. But I changed that title as I think that would have caused a few people to panic.

Anyway, back the the post at hand.

After my one hour of cardio at the gym after work tonight, I decided a sandwich from Subway would be a nice light dinner. So, I get to Subway. Upon entering, I decided I needed to urinate. Because I get those instant “I gotta go now” urges.

So I did. And as I leaned forward to flush the toilet, my trusty communications device leaped out my sweatshirt pocket in what I can only deduce was an effort to kill itself–apparently it had just had too much of me texting and tweeting and facebooking and blogging and viewing pr0n. It promptly pulled a Greg Louganis and dove into the actively flushing toilet. I was aghast!

And then my “inner tech” took over. I swiftly reached into the flushing toilet, plucked out my ever so trusty communications device, yanked the SwitchEasy case off, and held the power button down to shut it off (as there is no user-removable battery. Curse you Apple!). I promptly shoved the phone into my sweatshirt pocket to help dry it.

I then mentally realized I had just punch-fisted a strange public toilet and promptly washed my hands about 4 times.

I ordered my sub and drove home as rapidly as I could. Once I got home, I poured some instant rice into a bowl, and buried my iPhone in it.

It’s still buried as I write this. On the desktop computer.

I’m honestly not counting on it working in the morning, but there’s always hope, right?

I really don’t want to buy a replacement iPhone at the moment, as I was holding out on upgrading my now-potentially-dead iPhone 3GS with the supposed release of the iPhone 5 in June. This event really cramped those plans.

I’ve had a smartphone by my side for years now. This sudden lack of the ability to communicate on-the-go is a really scary concept to me.

I’m not happy about this event.

Until next time...
Erik

17 thoughts on “On the Death of my Phone

  1. It will probably work. I jumped into the lake with mine last summer, and the next day it came out working like a charm. WEIRD, HUH?

  2. I’m really sorry you dunked your device, but I’m *really* sorry to learn you keep instant rice in your house! What’s up with that?

    My hubby put his phone (a flip phone from ancient days, c. 2006) through the laundry and it came out just fine. Yours may well survive too.

  3. Oh no…I’d be going out of my mind as well. However, I’ve heard SEVERAL success stories involving water-soaked iPhones and rice…apparently it works in even the worst cases.
    Fingers crossed!

  4. TRAGEDY!! Oh my God that sucks! I dropped my iPhone 4 on our tiled floor about a month ago shattering the front glass. I brought it to our Apple store and they should have made me pay for a replacement but they waved the fee. I’m not sure if they would do the same, Apple is strict about water damage. Plus I assume you are far from an Apple Store.

    Let us know how you make out.

    1. Ouch. Broken glass. I think that would bother me more than a dunk in the toilet. At least they were nice and replaced it for you.

      I’ve still got the phone soaking in rice. Keeping fingers crossed that it pulls out all the moisture. And works.

  5. Two things:

    First- if you had spelled “precious” like prrrrreciousssssss, it would have been fine. And totally apropos as the ring died in frothy liquid too.

    Second– I hope we learned our lesson about always keeping the precioussss in a tightly secured pocket (jeans, zip up jacket, etc)

    1. Good point on the LOTR. Too bad I didn’t like the book or the movies.

      Sadly, that *was* the most tightly secured pocket I had on my person at the time. Those stupid gym shorts didn’t have any pockets.

        1. No. Just not my genre. The cinematography was gorgeous. I just didn’t care for the story. They could have saved three movies (and 6 hours of my life) if they just flew the ring into the volcano on that creature they flew out on.

    1. Oddly enough, not having it caused me more distress than anything.

      When I have my iPrecious, things are all peaceful and quiet to me: I don’t get many phone calls. Actually, I think I had 3 phone calls in the last month. I only text message a couple people in any consistent manner, and I only do that when I have free moments between tattoo clients.

      I really don’t use my phone for either of those. But the inability to access the Internet caused me the biggest grief. I couldn’t read the blogs I usually read. That was like being cut off from friends. I couldn’t check my email. Or read and watch the news sources I pay attention to (so I was unable to stay abreast of the events in Japan).

      I was unable to take pictures. Or listen to music.

      I know it shows how as a society how dependent we are of our gadgets and the Internet, but as I’m wired that way, it was like being launched into outer space with no radio.

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