So, I forgot my cell phone charger in the room at Wiscon, and my battery is dead. I've got another interview tomorrow, which I was able to set up just as the phone started sending off its dying beeps.
I pulled up some online maps for the local Radio Shack and found one less than two miles away. As I was about to get out the door I thought, "Ha ha! I will be clever and call them to make sure they have a motorola cell phone charger! That way I won't have biked all the way out there for nothing."
So I cleverly picked up my phone, stared at the blank screen... and remembered that my phone was dead.
It's the thought that counts.
Wednesday, May 30, 2007
Ode to My Brilliance
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haha! Sorry, sounds like something I'd do. Hope that they have your charger!
Heh. Awesome!
Now I feel bad for not blabbering more about whether I managed to leave mine behind in Chicago (still don't know, haven't unpacked enough to be sure) and maybe reminding you about yours.
(It would be kinda funny if we both managed to lose them on the same trip, though.)
I'm sure that is something I would do.
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