Are cell phones dangerous? You be the Judge!
Posted: Thursday, February 14, 2008
by James Taylor
THE ASSUMPTIONS
Cell phones can indeed be dangerous. This is one such story.
I was waiting for a call one evening from the CEO of a large
company. Understand: I had been waiting
for three days on what would either turn out to be good news …or bad. Good news brings me a great deal of money.
Bad news cost me money. It was a fairly important call.
We will call the CEO "Clyde." Ole Clyde said he would call at 6pm. I had a date at 8pm. It was now 6:30. So to calm the ole nerves I decided to take a
hot shower. I placed my cell phone on
the back of the toilet (on the tank part) so I wouldn't miss the call. Just as I got my hair completely lathered up,
of course, the phone rang. I pulled back
the curtain to see if it was Clyde and the shampoo ran into my eyes so I
couldn't see. This is one of those tub/shower combination showers so I leaned
out and fumbled blindly grabbing the toilet trying to find the phone. But when I
leaned out …my feet slipped out from under me because of the soap and I fell
out flat on my face. On my way down I grabbed the shower curtain and pulled it
down with me. I was fortunate enough to
catch myself when I hit with one arm on the toilet rim and one on hand on the
floor. So here I am...and in the mean
time the phone is still ringing.
Have you ever gone to the toilet just before getting in the
shower and not wanted to flush it because it will mess up your hot and cold
mix…well, I did that. So there I am, face
down in the bowl, blind with my eyes shut tight, water now pouring all over the
bathroom as it bounces off the shower curtain and funneled to the floor …and of
course, the phone is still ringing.
This didn't seem too much to manage for a man like me, so I
took one hand and started feeling around blindly for the phone …I found
it. Unfortunately, I found it with the
edge of my hand that knocked it off into the toilet bowl …but it didn't sink.
You can guess why. So now I am blind,
face down in a very used toilet with my legs locked at the knees on the tub rim
sticking straight up in the air, water pouring all over the floor and the phone
still ringing …only with this low pitched gurgle, gurgle sound.
I pull myself up, dripping wet, blind and with water now
flooding the room. I grabbed a partially
soaped up washcloth and wiped my eyes only to look down at the phone laying
there begging me to save it. Ladies and
gentlemen this is a real gut check moment. The call is important. So I reach down and sort of extracted the
phone out…it wasn't pretty and there is no way I am going to put my lips anywhere
near this thing as it was. A moment of
genius hit me. The shower is running so why don't I just give it a quick couple
of rinses and all should be fine (phone is still ringing). The quick rinse idea worked perfectly and I
finally got to say "Hello."
It was Clyde alright and he could hear me! After all this, it worked! I was so excited
that when I tried to step out of the tub and over the fallen curtain ….my feet
slipped again. This time one hand went in the toilet just before I rolled over on
my back, on the floor, wrapped in the curtain, with the shower now funneling
water straight into my nose. I couldn't breathe, I couldn't see, and I only had
one hand available since the other is now…well, let's say messy! As I fell
somehow the phone flew into the corner behind the toilet. I looked over quickly
(lying on my back) to see the lights were off …it was dead! Clyde was gone.
Damn it!!!
You should have seen the mess and me! I was cursing the shower, the toilet, my
hand, the flood, the damn phone …you name it.
I was so angry and disgusted I grabbed the damn phone and was about to
throw it against the wall. But just as I drew back to throw and as it passed my
ear I heard "James!" Oh my God, he was
still there! He had heard all my tyranting,
the cursing and the whole shebang. How
embarrassing. I didn't know what to say
so I just stood there, dripping wet, smelly, phone in hand, and hand on
ear…silent. Neither of us saying a thing until this:
"James?"
"Yes"
…a very long pause.
"Have you ever met Jesus?"
…and then the phone died. I lost the deal.
James, that is the absolutely funniest story I have read lately, Bless your heart. Personally, I would have called him back on my landline and explained the situation. On the other hand, maybe the deal would have been bad for you and you were being Providentially protected.?? I am going to post your headline and byline at my Real Estate blog group. Have a Super-Duper day!Suzi, Thank you very much. I am pleased it entertained you. It was a real event but happened a while back. A past event turned to joy from perspective. Blessings -James
I remember seeing a picture of a cow once with the slogan--"And you think you got problems!!!" Well, James, you sure got that cow beat hands down! Sorry you lost the deal, but who knows--God works in mysterious ways. Have a better day tomorrow.Sandra, appropriate analogy ...I grew up on a cattle ranch. I knew the cow you are referring to! (smiles) -James
