As far as "first days" go, today was definitely one for the books. I had more papers to sign, met with my advisor, got my 2nd office (er, desk), lost my cell phone....yeah the usual stuff.
At this point in the day, I'm more concerned about losing my cell phone. It's somewhere in between the Engineering building, the Bowl, Louis' and Place Riel. I phoned it a couple of times and there was no answer, so I'm assuming it's a lost cause. That's not the big deal, it would have had 3 SOLID years of use in March and is a little worse for wear. The back cover is hanging on by a bead of solder. I was planning on getting it replaced soon anyways so I'm not worried about the value of the phone, or the information in it for that matter. I bet half of the phone numbers that I've collected over the years are outdated and likely need to be refreshed anyways. I'll wait until tomorrow afternoon and if I don't hear anything I'll just go and get a new one. I did have my home number on the home screen so if it is found, at least there's the remote possibility of me getting it back.
I'm not the first person I know of who's lost or killed a phone either....cough cough Corrigan I mean you! Hell, it seems like maybe once a week or so I get an e-mail or message from someone wanting my number because they've lost their phone. I'm not gonna sweat it. Losing your phone happens. You pick up and move on.
What I am gonna sweat though is that I lost my phone because of my own dumbassery and absentmindedness. I just left or dropped it somewhere! It had been to many fields and back and had survived soil digs, quadding, hunting, NYC, seeding, combining, moving cattle, barn-building and many other things that had much higher potential for breakage! There were so many opportunities for a ball-busting "how my phone got destroyed" story and I can't even say that it got run over by a steam-roller or some shit like that. I didn't lose it in some epic sob story. I left it sitting somewhere! If I would have dropped it in a field and driven over it I wouldn't be so broken up about this shit. I lost my phone because I'm a moron! There was a point in my life, not too long ago, where I was proud of the fact that I had possessed the exact same phone for almost 3 years without a terrible mishap. Apparently Life has a sense of humor and needs a slap in the face. I'll be happy to use my boot thank-you.
Either way, I have a feeling I'll be getting an upgrade tomorrow. I guess it's time. Still not sure about getting a smart phone again though. I really didn't use all the features, I really don't need "internet at my fingers 24/7" and all that crap. Just unlimited talk and text and service into the depths of the Engineering building. That's all. I'm sure the sales person will sell me a phone that will wipe my ass for me. That would be cool.
I did have that phone number for 10 years though. I'll miss that number. I'm sure my friends will too. Maybe I'll get something neat that will actually spell something. I wonder if Pat will let me buy a vowel, or at least a sweet-ass acronym.
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