Song of Samsung

I lost my cell phone for almost a WHOLE day. I had to leave home without it. I felt naked, crushed.  How can I live without you, oh Samsung?

See, here's what happened. I came home from paycheck chasing and figured that my whitish dog and my black uniform were not a good match. It's hard to change modes right away, you know. As I dressed for  the evening with friends I was chatting with Hubby, preparing to order pizza take-along and debating on a shirt to wear.

I remember taking my phone out of the work pants pocket....and that's the last I remember seeing it. I have occasionally tucked it in with the girls and forgotten it was there till it went off. (Hubby, with one raised brow said, "your shirt is ringing." Not exactly those words, but you get my drift.)

I posted my trauma on Facebook. Well-meaning friends tried to call it (ringer was off). Some were sure it was in the car (I changed in the bedroom) and I even got a private message that suggested that I was losing "it", not the phone.

Have no fear...Samsung is back in my pocket.

I had torn apart the bed,  wastebasket, pile of clothes, you name it, even the stove and refrigerator (someday I will tell you the tale of the wallet when I get nuts enough). I knew it was there somewhere, and to everyone who said it would be in the last place I looked...well, of course it would! Why would I look any further?

Rather irritated I pulled out my work clothes--black pants, black polo, black trouser socks, black shoes...and there, in the toe of my wingtip I saw it--a faint blue stripe.Oh, Samsung! You've come home!

Are you OK? I queried. The phone log showed seven calls from those trying to locate the poor dear, and one I really have to return. Ah, my pet, you've been so busy without me.

It's in my pocket again, never to be mislaid again. To think it was actually suggested that I might have to get another phone! When I do, my little friend, you can be assured that your essence will come with me (via SIM card).

The little LG isn't a smart phone, it's designed for techno-dummies like me.  No offense meant, Sammy. I just never wanted a phone smarter than I am.