Requiem for an iPhone

[pensnest]

"I found your phone," said Beast.

And I was glad, for I had missed it this morning.

"In the toilet," he continued.

"Ah, right. I left it on the edge of the bidet again, did I?"

"No... in the toilet. In."

"Ah."

I bethought me that, before we went off to the gym, I had been to the loo and had heard a bit of a clunk, but thought it was that I'd caught the rim of the seat. Apparently not.

I considered what else had been in the toilet, and felt that the phone should, perhaps, be written off at this point.

"I will research it," Beast declared, and proceeded to investigate whether that particular generation of iPhone might survive prolonged immersion. He concluded that it might. I concluded that, since it had not been flushed away, it had - barring the initial murky dip - been sitting in clean water.

"But I peed on it," Beast admitted.

At this point I laughed until I cried.

*

The phone is currently sitting in a bag of rice, but I am not expecting much.

Comments

[rikes]

oh nooooooooooooooo

[pensnest]

It's amazing how useful that little black rectangle was. *woe*

[dine]

I feel for you (and laugh), because this sort of thing could easily happen to me. good luck with the rice trick - or at least in avoiding a repetition of this fate for a new phone if that's what ends up happening

[turlough]

Oops?

[frausorge]

Something similar happened to me with my ring of keys once, though that involved less rice and more soap in the aftermath. Best of luck for the resurrection and/or replacement!

[pensnest]

It's so annoying because I have generally been a bit paranoid about dropping the phone into the loo... oh well. I shall have to devise a phone pouch that means I won't cart it around in a back pocket.

[pensnest]

Expensive oops! But I have an iPhone 8 now.

[pensnest]

I cannot say I had much enthusiasm for seeing the phone resurrected, fond of it though I was. What with one thing and, um, another.

I have now replaced the pPhone.