Cellphonaphobia
As Christmas Day approaches, I find myself in mortal terror for my cell phone. Not of my cell phone, mind you, for my cell phone. You see, for the last two years, on Christmas Day, I have in one way or another killed my cell phone.
It will be really sad if I lose another phone this year. Very sad because I haven't made any preparations for being out of communication for a month or so... again. But, since these type of things usually occur in threes, I just have a bad feeling.
3 comments:
Did the cell survive Christmas?
Yes! I am happy to report it did!
Hurray! You broke the vicious cycle!
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