Well, if we're going non-work related cell phone stories, I can one up you. About 10 years ago I got a new phone. I had never had an incident with a cell phone where I caused it damage. So when the guy at the store asked if I wanted a protection plan, I said no I'm good. Less than a week later, a hoodie with a pocket on the front goes through the wash with my new cell phone in it. Ruined. I go back to the store and the same guy is there, and he asks me if I wanted a protection plan on the replacement phone. I say no, I've had my stupid moment for the decade. So literally a day later, I have a big souvenir cup full of water (the kind you get at sporting events) in my left hand, and my phone in the right. I lean over to turn the tv off with my cup hand, and balancing myself, with my right arm above my head. The phone slips out of my hand, drops about 3 feet, and lands directly in the cup of water. Ruined, and I couldn't duplicate what happened if I tried 100 times. So I had got three phones in about a week's time.Not work related, but reminds me of a similar story.
So, it's 1995 and I'm playing it cool on a date carrying my Nokia 100. We went to see the Iditarod and I tripped in some snow. As I'm tripping I tossed the phone to my date who caught it and hit 'send' which called the last number I dialed.
Where was that call, might you ask? To my scope dope buddy on duty at the 11th Air Force tracking the friendly skies. Since it was a work line, another controller answered who didn't know who it was. To keep this from being TL;DR, she transferred the unknown call to ALL the controllers for a good laugh. Finally, my buddy recognized my voice and killed the call after about 20 minutes of listening to me trying to put on my dating moves. Also, this was back in the day when you paid per minute.
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