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Post by TeddyBower on Mar 28, 2019 22:50:04 GMT -5
Lost my iPhone today. Know what happened to it and there's no retrieving the wretched thing. I've got another that is almost the same vintage as the one I lost but the battery in it is totally dead. I can get that taken care of for less than $100 so I'm not too worried there. It's just the pain in the ass of it all.
I love living here on the Oregon Coast but there's absolutely NOTHING here in the way of lots of things, including anyone who services iPhones so it looks like a trip to "The Valley" will be happening tomorrow or the weekend, then to our phone service carrier to get the damn thing activated. After that, we'll see what iCloud has backed up for the damn phone. I think mostly what I'l be missing is my photos. I imagine everything else is backed up pretty well.
It SUX!!! LOL
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Post by Dabeagle on Mar 29, 2019 12:22:29 GMT -5
I think the worst part of things like that is the impotent anger about the situation. There is nothing worse than being able to have no effect on something.
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Post by TeddyBower on Mar 29, 2019 19:23:29 GMT -5
Impotent is the right word for that feeling. To top that all off, my wallet went the same place the phone did. Again, not worried on that score because of the manner of the disappearance, but out of an abundance of caution I had to call and cancel cards. Oh, and of course spent the obligatory 3+ hours at the DMV getting my drivers license replaced today! Gah!
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Post by Dabeagle on Mar 30, 2019 0:47:20 GMT -5
It does beg the question - how did you manage to lose these things so irrevocably?
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Post by TeddyBower on Mar 30, 2019 16:28:43 GMT -5
Haha! It's painful to talk about.
I was in the supermarket parking lot. Had just gotten to my car and placed them (the groceries) in the backseat. I'd pulled my wallet and phone out of my hip pockets because I hate sitting on them when driving. Just as I was opening the driver's door to climb in a friend I'd not seen in several years called out to me. He was back in town visiting with his aging parents. I have this vague recollection of setting them on the roof of the car as I turned to greet him and shake his hand. I never picked them up again.
As I was driving away I heard a sound and saw something out of the corner of my eye in the rearview mirror. I immediately knew what had happened so stopped the car. You know that advertisement on TV right now where the guy sneezes and his phone falls into the storm drain? The only thing I found was a receipt that had been in my wallet. Everything else had fallen through the grate into a storm drain. I kid you not! It's obvious that's where it went and one glance down into the storm drain told me that the water was rushing at force about six feet down.
I stood there staring through the grate for about five minutes trying to devise some way of fixing the situation or arranging time travel so as I could prevent it from happening at all. Total helpless feeling.
Not. A. Damn. Thing. Could. Be. Done.
I mean this kind of thing can only happen to me, right? No one else ever experiences weird trauma like I do! It's either laugh or cry, I guess. Right now I'm verging toward laughter LOL
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Post by dgt224 on Mar 31, 2019 1:12:54 GMT -5
That sort of thing seems to be going around. A friend of mine, a university instructor, managed to flush her keys down the toilet at work a couple of days ago. Apparently they fell out of her pocket as she was flushing the toilet and they were gone before she could even begin to react. She has been assured by the facilities people that there is no chance they are anywhere where they can be retrieved. The loss included the keys to her car and her apartment, which apparently made for an interesting and somewhat hectic day.
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Post by Dabeagle on Mar 31, 2019 11:14:13 GMT -5
I locked my keys in my work vehicle the other day. Had to wait for roadside assistance. Felt like a moron.
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Post by PaulR5 on Mar 31, 2019 15:24:36 GMT -5
I locked my keys in my work vehicle the other day. Had to wait for roadside assistance. Felt like a moron. Ever since my spouse locked keys into a vehicle 3 times in a week, all of my family members carry two sets of car keys and house keys. Even if I have to have keys and clickers programmed for a fee, it is worth it in time and lack of hassle. A few years ago I locked one set of keys and my work keys in the house. Just dug into the other pocket, unlocked the house, and got them.... |
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Post by bobby on Mar 31, 2019 16:16:06 GMT -5
every time i have had to get into a new (to me) truck i always ask them for a spare key that i can hide outside the truck somewhere... like i tell them... its not IF i am going to lock the keys in the truck.. its WHEN.. LOL
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Post by TeddyBower on Mar 31, 2019 20:58:41 GMT -5
Many years ago in my truck driving days I locked the keys inside the truck, still in the ignition. I remembered though that earlier in the day I'd checked the oil through the access panel beside the drivers seat and not thoroughly latched the panel shut when I was done, so I unlatched the cab from the body of the truck and pumped it forward to expose the engine then climbed up on top the engine and pushed open the access panel to the inside of the cab. I could just barely reach the keys as they hung there on the steering column. Sure as heck beat the charges of calling the tow company out to use their slim jim on the door.
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Post by Lugnutz on Apr 2, 2019 19:49:49 GMT -5
I locked my keys in my work vehicle the other day. Had to wait for roadside assistance. Felt like a moron. I kept a spare set taped in my wallet. I've done that before. |
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