Its worrying o...
The rate at which i'm starting to forget things is really bugging me. I can't tell whether it's just me being absent minded or something a bit more serious...
I might be in the middle of doing something, my mind wanders and i jolt back after a while to remember that i was doing something else.., or i might walk into a room and totally forget what i came in for. I know the latter happens to most people but the regularity with me is scary.
What brings all this up is some crazy drama that happened to me last week.
Ok, so a colleague and i were driving back home after work on thursday and we get stuck in traffic. There's this bad accident causing traffic on the opposite side of the road, so i bring out my phone and tweet to gidi traffic.....it's re-tweeted a couple of minutes later and i drop my phone back and concentrate on the traffic.
We get home after a while, i park Susie and we go in the house. After about 30 minutes or so, i notice that my phone is not with me. I've mainly been in the house,lying on the sofa watching TV so i ransack the couch....its not there. I widen the grid, check the living room, my bed room, the kitchen and yes, even the toilet..No phone.
Now, you have to note that i currently have an Ogbanje Blackberry phone whose battery is worse than Houdini...Here one minute, gone the next. (It's so bad that if i use the flash on the camera, the whole phone trips off) so it's a certainty that the battery is switched off which i further confirm by trying to call.
I remember clearly that i had it in the car, so i go out and practically molest Susie, checking every one of her crevices,corners,cubbyholes, pockets and hidden places....no dice. I'm getting worried because this is clearly NOT funny and so the search continues throughout that evening. One terrible minion is throwing up different crazy suggestions .....
- My colleague Peace, is with it and hiding it
-It was snatched in traffic and we didn't notice (not unheard of in Lagos)
-I dropped it somewhere outside the house etc etc...
It's getting late, so i go to bed moody and very very irritated. The next day is no better as the ultimate search continued with no success. Car, house, friends, workplace and compound have been checked with no success. So friday goes by without my main phone and i've totally resigned myself to the fact that i may have to start the crazy process of retrieving my line and getting a new phone.
Saturday comes and since i've made peace with my situation, i head off to the mainland to spend the weekend.
The sun that fateful day is a scorcher!!. I have this terrible idea to use Ikorodu road assuming in my wildest dreams that there would be no traffic. Dream on!!...There's terrible hold-up from Costain all the way to the Stadium and Susie is in one of her bad mood swings(probably pissed off from all the earlier molestation) and giving me issues with her brake pads(or possibly having her period since the problem is from her pads).
I'm stuck in traffic, sweating and after a turn in the road, i'm directly facing the scorching sunrays.....so i ignore Susie and crank up the AC, then as soon as i reach up and flip down the Sun visor....Ladies and Gentlemen, the stupid phone which i've been looking for, drops on my head.
I'm so relieved/confused/annoyed/irritated with myself that right in the middle of traffic, i burst out laughing!!! Laughed for about a full minute before i get the urge to strangle myself.
Apparently, it never occurred to me to check the visor...what could the phone have been doing there anyway??? i suddenly remember that after tweeting in traffic on thursday, we bought a bottle of water which i put in the cupholder beside the driver and since i didn't want to drop the phone anywhere near water in the car, i absentmindedly raised my hand and slipped it between the visor.
Goodness. Old Age o!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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