I was at a breaking point in the midst of my stair climbing saga and decided to take a break on the top floor of the parking garage. Leaning on the ledge and looking at architecture, city layout, and clouds it appears that I forgot that I set my cell phone on the ledge. Pushing off to walk away, I managed to brush it off to the ground below.
It was really quite beautiful. A slowly spinning phone without a care in the world, no clue that something very hard was approaching very quickly. Meanwhile, I can’t even take joy in the Wile E. Coyote like plunge. I realize this is probably going to be a bad thing for the phone’s working condition. I did notice that it landed sort of in a bush (although being March it could be better described as a twig ball.)
After rushing down the stairs (because time was of the essence I guess), I got to the ground level and found my phone, nary a scratch on it which defies all medical logic. Everything works, even the camera. I may have to move to Hollywood just so this phone can do stunt work in movies and help keep superstar phones a little bit safer.
What a feat for super cellphone. Actually, the things appear to be pretty forgiving. Once, I had my cellphone in my shirt pocket (not wise by the way). I was in the bathroom peeing and when I bent to flush, my cellphone fell into the toilet. :eek: :o I fished it out, ran it under some warm water using a mild soap and let it dry out overnight. I figured it was a goner. The next day I turned it on and it worked like nuttin’ ever happened.
Thus far we have learned cellphones can survive a ten story fall and pee. Mine’s a Cingular.
Your phone is Unbreakable like Bruce Willis! My old phone must be Sam Jackson then because if you looked at it wrong the antenna would fall out. Mine was a Motorola by the way. If the damnned thing hadn’t been free I would have asked for a refund.
Mine is Verizon, which apparently uses some kind of flubber in the construction process. Even the battery stayed attached. Now that I think about it, physically it’s fine but it probably puts out some kind of funky radiation that will kill me or make me grow a third ear. Of course, I could get lucky and get the superhero causing radiation.
Oh, I finished, no doubts about that. Note in the story where I ran down the stairs to get to the phone. Trust me, the elevator would have been quicker but it would also have thrown off my rhythm. I have a commitment to the plan that is fairly unwavering.
Add a leisurely swim to the mix. I was at a kid’s pool party last summer. I was in my work clothes, just having fun harrasing the kids from the side of the pool when I noticed my cell phone was missing. About 10 minutes later a kid pops up at the deep end and says “Hey, I found a phone in the pool!” Yep, 'twas mine - it always did have a weak belt clip. I took out the battery and drip dried the phone. The next day all was good! Those Motorola “brick” phones are virtually indescructible.
My boyfriend’s Motorola survived a cycle in the washing machine. I though it was a goner, but after a day or so of drying out it worked fine. That was about four months ago and it is still going strong.
