Sunday, March 28, 2010

The Key is to Remain Calm


Cell phones, how do we get along without them? Really. I remember back in the day when we had one phone and it was attached to the wall. When you were "on the phone" you were really, ON THE PHONE! We thought we were so hip when we finally got an extension cord that would reach to the other side of the kitchen. Not to mention sharing the party line with our neighbors but that is a whole different story, one that only my generation and older would appreciate or even believe.

I took a trip to Garden Valley with my friend Leslie to continue our quest for her perfect property. There is a space between the passenger seat and the center console of my car and Leslie's cell phone fell through to the bottom of the seat. To uphold the integrity of my client I won't share all that Ms. Leslie said but I will say that she was in a state of panic. However, I remained calm providing Leslie with the belief that I could indeed retrieve her cell phone. You see, this has happened to me before and I was confident that a mechanical professional would not be needed. With some concentration and some interesting maneuvering the rescue was a success.

Leslie and I had quite the laugh after it was all said and done.

3 comments:

  1. I prefer MRS. Leslie ;).

    My hubby is a pilot, and imagining not being able to communicate with him while he is away working so hard for us is just intolerable...we miss each other sooooo much and our phones are our lifeline to each other...these were my first thoughts when I saw my phone slip down underneath the dark locked compartment under the car seat!

    Mona, we should have gotten a photo of Wild Bill!!!

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  2. Don't forget to tell everyone how I saved you from the jaws of a doberman pincher yesterday :).

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  3. Leslie, you are so right! How could we have missed the opportunity for a photo of Wild Bill? That rascal talked me into a 500 calorie coffee!!He could sell snow to an Eskimo! (is that politically correct)?
    That was a fun trip though, huh? And, Leslie, thank you for saving me from the jaws of the doberman---what was I thinking?

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