It’s hard to believe it’s been almost a month since my phone took the plunge (literally). So far so good, I guess that little bag of rice did the trick.
I couldn’t believe all of your phone disaster stories, glad to know I am not alone in my phone abuse. I don’t think it gets any worse than Michelle’s story:
“I was at an outdoor concert last year and had to use my iphone as a light inside a dark, smelly port-o-potty and as I pulled it out, it fell into the bottom of it. I was told to call the number on the port-o-potty and tell them what number potty it was for when the event was over, they’d try to dig into the hole to look for it. The thought of it disgusted me that I didn’t even bother and for the past year I’ve been stuck with a 2g that is slowly dying on me.”
Whew! I’m with you Michelle, I wouldn’t have stuck my hand in there either.