Last week my cell-phone stopped working. Well, it worked on headset, but not without it. It was under warranty (364 days since purchase!), so I took it in to get it fixed. They ordered me a replacement unit since they don't sell them anymore. It came in yesterday and I went and picked it up. I synced my phone numbers back to the phone, and spent way too long trying to get them assigned to the correct numerical slots on the phone.
Then last night I washed my jeans without taking the phone out of the pocket.
I've been paying for the phone protection plan for the last year, so it won't cost me much to get a new phone, but they are going to laugh at me a lot in the store today. Also, I don't want to be without a phone for a few days. Sigh.
If anyone sees my brain laying around somewhere, please don't step on it. Just kick it and tell it to get back in my head where it belongs.