Best. Cell Phone. Ever.

No, I didn't get a new iphone. My phone - my old beater Motorola - is amazing though. I'd forgotten it on the roof of the Jeep*, and although it held on on Glenmore Trail, Crowchild was simply too much for it & it went flying.

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I only figured it out the next day. I beat my head on the wall, blushed, confessed to the man, then headed off for a fun day of lace design.** He suggested that I drive past & take a took, because it was still ringing so he figured it was okay.

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I figured that he was nuts, but I tried anyways. Didn't see anything.

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The man was so committed to his concept that he went for a drive the next morning - and he found it! Open, face down, on the side of the road. Still working. The battery hadn't even been wiggled loose.

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Most amazing cell phone ever. It lived through the car surfing and TWO rain storms. Awesome.

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(But I still kinda want an iphone.)

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*Yes, I know. I had other things on my mind.

**More about that later.