The return of the phone.
A week ago I had an issue with my phone, I broke it. Well to be fair a good many people had a part in the breaking of my cell. In our defense the phone did say indestructible so why wouldn't everyone in a bar test it?
The next day I get my phone it turns on, acts crazy, I turn it off and it is dead forever. RIP
Well, I call the phone insurance, the new replacement is on backorder but thanks for calling.
Now I am in a position without a phone, without the constant connection to Family, Friends, Co-Workers, and other people who may mistakenly call me. I am alone, finally.
I never really use the phone that much when I had it. A quick hey where when and how are we doing what we are doing. No long conversations and most of the time the phone was in my bag not on my hip. I never have been truly dependent on the silly little phone in peoples pocket, but now that I didn't have mine with me, that would be when I start getting my important calls.
After a week without the phone I check my messages with a different phone. NOTHING. I am borrowing a phone now still waiting for the new one and I notice now more than ever, no one calls me. This isn't a bad thing just something I didn't notice.
But there was a weekend where I didn't post a drinking pic here, I guess that was the only difference with me having a phone or not.

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