Tag: broken phone

Amazing phone

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Annoying phone.

I was doing some work outside a couple of weeks ago and – long story short – a screwdriver bit flew from the screwdriver bit holder, somersaulted across the table I was working near, and bounced off my phone screen. My phone was out there because I was listening to the radio while I was working.

The screen protector on the phone did its job, although at great personal sacrifice. A small ding has appeared in the centre of the screen protector, about ¾ of the way down. It seems likely that without said screen protector, the screen would have broken.

There is an issue though. Since then, my phone has developed supernatural powers. It can do “things” without anyone touching it or even being near it, and I think it’s probably because of ghosts the damage to the screen protector. This morning it called the whole family at a very early hour (even earlier in the UK and IOM) while just being in my hand (screen off, no contact with screen). Yesterday, while sitting on my desk, it took a photo of the bottom of the shelf above my desk.

On both these occasions, the app used by the ghost was the last one that I had accessed on the phone – this morning to send this pic* of the sunrise on my walk…

…but it certainly wasn’t me that instigated these things. I’m hoping that it’s just some moisture or dirt in the teeny, tiny hole that is in the screen protector that’s causing this, and I will get it sorted out soon, but in the meantime, it is annoying.

Especially if you were in bed in the Northern hemisphere at 7:29am CAT.

* unedited, taken on iffy phone camera (see here)

A brilliant and disastrous day

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We had a superb day in London. We spent plenty of Rands, yes, but we’re on holiday and so we’re allowed to do that, apparently. And that’s good, because nothing is cheap here.
London Eye, ice skating outside in the sunshine under the wheel, and then on to the (rather divisive among Trip Advisor users) Winter Wonderland in Hyde Park. Expensive, but absolutely amazing.

The disaster occurred on the train on the way in to do all this. A dropped phone, a smashed screen, some internal tears. I’m going to see if I can get it fixed tomorrow, or I might cry some more.

Photos (and there are plenty) are on the camera and will be uploaded from Sheffield upon our return.

Out of it

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I’m feeling a bit out of touch today. The phone line at the lab, together with the phone lines of several other businesses nearby, was chopped through by a digger in an unfortunate telecommunication-wire-severage-during-some-roadworks incident and we were left wholly incommunicado for the entire day. Stuff could have happened and I wouldn’t have known about it. (Although, looking back, it appears that stuff didn’t actually happen.)
Lab work and filing could only fill up some of the hours and so I headed home early to sort out my emails. It seems unlikely that the problem will be fixed before Monday which gave me an idea as to how to generate more long weekends in the future.
Now all I need is a digger.

The emailing is now done and the world is saved – temporarily, at least. Someone else will have to save it in future, because once I’ve got my digger, I’m going to be too busy digging stuff up and severing phone lines to be saving the world.

And now – errands. Because, as I learned today, when one leaves work early, one should never mention that to one’s wife. She will give you errands to do. But of course, if you don’t mention it to your wife, then it looks a bit suspicious. Perhaps the best way out of this difficult devil and a hard place dilemma is not to have a wife. At least, not mine. Not that you could have her anyway.

And so, Pick n Pay here I come.
Who said the life of a internationally-recognised blogger and part-time microbiologist isn’t glamorous?

Actually, I think that was me. Fairly regularly.