TL/DR - Do Not get phone wet. Shut off immediately if wet. Let dry for 2 years and maybe get lucky. Now I get to add more garbage to the internet. Yay!
As of writing this, we are in a weird flux sort of time period. Schools & everything else closing, cancelling, postponing. People are (I certainly hope) trying to stay rational and calm and kind in a time that many people are scared. Getting hate stares for sneezing, but hey, I get it. That person 4 ft away from me worried about bringing this scary thing home to their family doesn’t know I’m just having a random allergic fit, because pollen.
In all of this, why am I here? What am I so excited to write about? My gadget drama!!
September 2018 - my cell phone makes a perfect champion swan dive into a coffee mug 1/4 full of tap water and dies. I had a video playing on a web browser. In my shock and ignorance, I see my live feed of the local traffic report is still playing along and think I got very lucky until it turns into a very intricate and expensive brick. Like so many, my life was getting progressively more contained in that little, now actual, brick. Including all passwords, such as to this particular Tumblr. I am partly impressed by the perfect balletic motion of phone to mug and water, but mostly aggravated, and about to panic.
After several days of carrying around a plastic bag full of about 2 pounds of dried rice surrounding my phone corpse like some sad disconnected weirdo, a kind IT person that just happened to be at my job that day asked if I turned it off/ what happened.
PSA - IF YOUR PHONE GETS WET, SHUT IT OFF IMMEDIATELY. Aparently, all of the funky electrical happenings on the inside may or may not be affected by the moisture depending on which tiny wire / molecule the electrons bump into. Or something to that effect.
Released from my misguided hope, I finally go to a store and drop a bunch of money my cheap ass does not want to spend. Got a fancy new phone. Spent a few days trying to find/reset/remember/reinvent all of my accounts and passwords. Naturally, I don’t get all of them.
March 2020 - New phone that replaces the watered brick can not be found..WTF. Been in the house all morning. Went no where. Did laundry. Not in the usual places. Is the laundry ready to switch? Not in the kitchen. Don’t see it in the bedroom.....”laundry”
laundry?? Nah.. no.. Noo....nonononooononooSHIT!!
My phone is ringing away at the bottom of the washing machine tub under all of the just washed clothes. I grab it and try to shut it off ASAP. Took off the case. Took out the SIM card, left the little tray open, tipped and turned carefully to try to let anything drip out of the openings and set it in front of a breezy window for an entire day, leave open and walk away from it.
Of course because life can be a little brat that very day is one of the rare days that I committed to being responsible for someone’s children in a few short hours. Expecting to be the only adult with the only phone and a couple of littles led me to torment the poor support people that work for my service provider.
These techs were great. I found an old phone and tried to activate it just so I could at least make and recieve calls to the only phone number I’ve had for over a decade. I didn’t care if little dude couldn’t watch truck videos with me, or if I couldn’t get sucked into the meme/video/recipe rabbit hole if they ever went to bed. As long as I could call the fire department or emergency services if, heaven forbid it was needed. Surprise, the old phone I found was too old and not supported by the network. Found a newer one in a drawer thinking it was my partner’s old phone from before we both got sold on the upgrade back in 2018 at the beginning of this adventure. Bigger surprise, it was my swan diving brick back from the dead!?!?
This zombie has been carefully used for limited app use and 95% for texts and calls to keep in touch with my inner circle while we navigate these uncertain days as well as our usual daily life shenanigans. I made sure to back up what I could. Updates have not been installed for fear of.... who even knows with my luck. Why risk it?... so it’s not holding a charge well at all and getting hot all the time.
Today my newer laundry loving phone seems to have also performed its own Easter Miracle and seems to work well. Looks like it’s back to the service provider to switch back so I can have a working phone number/ actual phone as well as the tiny Starfleet Computer on which I’ve become so reliant.
Now I have passwords! Now I can come back to this silly page and fill it with more of my nonsense!! Huzzah! The Interwebs has regained another pointless pile of content. My Mental DJ once again has a home to share its musical choices at weird and random intervals. Let the terrible content begin!
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