Lost Phone Adventures
When I got home in the early hours of the morning I realised I didn’t have my phone. Thankfully I could fire up my laptop, lock down my phone and check to see where it was. It was in the uber I had taken home.
As Mitchell had been the one to get me the cab I didn’t know what company he’d used at the time but he was on the case instantly and managed to get hold of the driver and get my phone delivered back to their place. Such great friends, and also a lot of luck!
I’ve never done anything like that before, I’m normally very careful. All I can think must have happened is I was on my phone when I first got in the cab but then had been talking to the driver most of the ride home and just got out and left it on the seat. Stupid me.
I didn’t feel all that hammered though, sure I was pretty damn drunk, but I still had all my faculties and everything.
I went and got my phone when I eventually got out of bed early afternoon today and then got my exercise done when I got home. Since then I’ve done precisely nothing! I haven’t had a true mong out hangover day in a long time. I don’t feel too bad about it.