Oh FUCK! I left my cellphone at work!

At least, it BETTER be at work. I was talking on it when I went back into the main building of the Science Center, when I turned it off. I don’t remember what I did with it, until I went to take it out of my purse to charge it, and it wasn’t there.

Fuck, fuck, FUCK!!!

Losing cellphones ever so often is part of life.

Realize this, and all will be well.

(Don’t worry, I’m sure it is where you think it is).

Have you called it yet? That’s always fun.

It’s probably somewhere in MPSIMS.

Oh snap!

Speaking of which…

She said she turned it off.

Even so, it sucks when you try this method only to remember that you left in on vibrate or silent. :smack:

I’ve found several cellphones, and managed to get them all back to their owners. First I try calling the numbers on the “recent calls” list, and leave a message. I leave the phone on, just in case the owner tries to call. I found one hiking in Sabino Canyon, near Tucson. There wasn’t a network out in the canyon, but sure enough, about 1/2 mile from the trailhead, the phone rang. I told the owner the phone would be at the Visitor Center within the hour, much to his relief.

My phone was missing.

After an extensive search of car, work, and home, I finally decided to suck it up and buy a new one. Not only could I not afford a decent one, the one I ended up getting was PINK. The only color they had left.

And then I got home later and found my original phone without even looking for it. :smack:

I use mine once a month, when my wife calls, and when I actually remember to turn it on. I hate cell phones. We used to function quite fine on the way home from work, in grocery stores, etc. without the need to be “connected.”

Lost mine in the parking garage the other week. Came in the next day, parking guy gave it to me. Lucky as heck, I was.

Ah-ha! So they really ARE capable of just ‘walking off’!!! I knew it !!!

I lost mine for a month, freaked out, cancelled my contract, and mourned–until I found it hiding underneath the blankets of our dog’s basket.

I’m still eyeing the dog suspiciously to this day.

Yeah. Mine got run over and smashed all to hell. :mad:

That’s far from the worst thing the dog could have done. I once read about someone looking for their phone by calling it, thinking it was in the dog basket, then realizing that the sound was coming from inside their Great Dane…

My husband dropped his at a street fair. We searched all over, and he even got up VERY early the next morning and went again, before the crowds got there. (It was a two day event.) He came home in defeat, and not five minutes later our home phone rang. It was the beer stand guy who had found it the day before. So we drove out there again (about an hour one way :eek:) and tipped the guy $20. So we had overpriced sausage-on-a-stick and a hair of the dog, too! :wink:

I am quite possibly my own worst enemy. Everyone in my phone book is first name, last name. No nicknames, no mum or dad… even my wife’s parents are in with their full name. The reason this is perhaps going to be my downfall is that every time I’ve found a phone so far, I’ve managed to return it by calling “mum” or “dad” and saying that their kid lost their phone… and if they call me with their address, I will return it to them. No-one would have any idea who to call from my phone…

A smart person would probably look for the doubled up surnames and assume that one of them was related to me. But since I only ever lose my phones into deep pools of water, I doubt the issue will come up.

Well, it could be worse. The IT guy at our company once locked his keys(!) in a computer he was working on. Spent a good couple hours trying to find them, IIRC.

Well Guin did you find it?

Coincidentally, I “lost” mine somewhere on the subway between the financial district and Penn Station. I’m guessing that Light-Fingered Louie is not going to call me to return it. Fortunately I realized my loss at Penn Station where there were lots of payphones, and called to temporarily halt my service. I’m hoping that there wasn’t time to sneak in a long distance call to Odessa or Burundi or East Timoor. And my year contract is up in a few weeks, so I’ll just renew and get an upgrade phone. It’s not that bad, I guess; I really wasn’t that thrilled with the Razor. It just sucks to have to key in all those contacts all over again.