cuskit
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About an hour ago I heard my Droid ringing, although it sounded slightly different than normal. Walking over to my desk where it sat - I was surprised to see a dark screen - yet the phone was ringing to denote a call coming in. I picked it up and tapped the screen - nothing. Dark screen. Still ringing. Hmmm. Very strange! I touched the power on/off button. Nothing. Yikes! WTH? So I "swipe" my path for the turn-on (yea - I know it well enough I can do it in the dark). Still nothing. Still ringing.
Now I'm concerned. So I press and hold the power button. Nothing. Still ringing though. I'm turning my head, looking around the room. Am I alone? Is there another phone in here? No. It's definitely mine. I hold it closer to my ear and it's most definitely my ringer!
So what now? I pull the cover off, snap out the battery cover and remove it. Aaahhh! With a sigh of relief the ringer stops! Wiping my brow I reassemble it, and turn it back on. I hold my breath, hoping NOT to hear the ringing sound again. Red eye stares at me blankly, like a sharks eye, lifeless but pulsating. Then the familiar chime goes off, and a friendly home screen appears. Now I feel better. I immediately go to my call log. And then my breath is coming fast again - my chest begins to heave. No recent calls. The last incoming call logged in was two hours previous - I had answered my worker calling in for this weeks schedule. I look again. Nope - nothing after that!
I look around the room again. In one corner is my 55 gallon fish tank - all the fish are motionless - staring directly at me. On the small round rug beside my desk sits my dog - he's staring at me intently, the hackles up on the back of his neck. I glance over at my tv - I had been watching the Daytona 500. Screen was black. No sound coming from it. I think back. Did I shut the tv off to answer the phone? No - the remote was still sitting on the coffee table in front of my easy chair, partially covered with this mornings newspaper - I just know I never picked it up. I look outside the window - the birds that had been cheerfully jumping on and off my bird feeder were sitting motionless on the lid. Staring in the window - directly at me. Eerie! I'm now feeling a bit apprehensive to say the least.
I walk over to my landline portable, pick it up and dial my cell. Within seconds, the familiar ringing sound starts on the Droid. I peer at the screen. Yep! It's lit up with my home phone number showing on the caller id. I breathe a sigh of relief. I hear the birds start to chirp again, fluttering excitedly around the feeder. Looking down I see the dog is once again washing his paws - meanwhile watching me out of the corner of his eye - his standard look awaiting a walk outside. The fish? They are now swimming around, following their normal aimless path doing countless laps around the perimeter of the tank. I swipe the phone with the ignore swipe. Then check out the call log again. One call in the last two hours. Mikey's house. Eight seconds ago.
I'm back watching the race, it's under red flag. I'm munching on chips and dip, reclined back in the chair, comfortable and at ease. Somewhat.. I'm also keeping a wary eye on the Droid - silent in its repose sitting on the corner of the desk. Waiting. For what, I don't know. But I'm not sure I'll leave the phone on it's regular vigil tonight on the MIKRADLE beside my bed. I'm thinking I'll just for one night, perhaps leave it out in my truck, in the garage, locked from the inside... And for tonight at least - I'm locking my bedroom door. And hopefully will sleep through 'til the morning... mikey
Now I'm concerned. So I press and hold the power button. Nothing. Still ringing though. I'm turning my head, looking around the room. Am I alone? Is there another phone in here? No. It's definitely mine. I hold it closer to my ear and it's most definitely my ringer!
So what now? I pull the cover off, snap out the battery cover and remove it. Aaahhh! With a sigh of relief the ringer stops! Wiping my brow I reassemble it, and turn it back on. I hold my breath, hoping NOT to hear the ringing sound again. Red eye stares at me blankly, like a sharks eye, lifeless but pulsating. Then the familiar chime goes off, and a friendly home screen appears. Now I feel better. I immediately go to my call log. And then my breath is coming fast again - my chest begins to heave. No recent calls. The last incoming call logged in was two hours previous - I had answered my worker calling in for this weeks schedule. I look again. Nope - nothing after that!
I look around the room again. In one corner is my 55 gallon fish tank - all the fish are motionless - staring directly at me. On the small round rug beside my desk sits my dog - he's staring at me intently, the hackles up on the back of his neck. I glance over at my tv - I had been watching the Daytona 500. Screen was black. No sound coming from it. I think back. Did I shut the tv off to answer the phone? No - the remote was still sitting on the coffee table in front of my easy chair, partially covered with this mornings newspaper - I just know I never picked it up. I look outside the window - the birds that had been cheerfully jumping on and off my bird feeder were sitting motionless on the lid. Staring in the window - directly at me. Eerie! I'm now feeling a bit apprehensive to say the least.
I walk over to my landline portable, pick it up and dial my cell. Within seconds, the familiar ringing sound starts on the Droid. I peer at the screen. Yep! It's lit up with my home phone number showing on the caller id. I breathe a sigh of relief. I hear the birds start to chirp again, fluttering excitedly around the feeder. Looking down I see the dog is once again washing his paws - meanwhile watching me out of the corner of his eye - his standard look awaiting a walk outside. The fish? They are now swimming around, following their normal aimless path doing countless laps around the perimeter of the tank. I swipe the phone with the ignore swipe. Then check out the call log again. One call in the last two hours. Mikey's house. Eight seconds ago.
I'm back watching the race, it's under red flag. I'm munching on chips and dip, reclined back in the chair, comfortable and at ease. Somewhat.. I'm also keeping a wary eye on the Droid - silent in its repose sitting on the corner of the desk. Waiting. For what, I don't know. But I'm not sure I'll leave the phone on it's regular vigil tonight on the MIKRADLE beside my bed. I'm thinking I'll just for one night, perhaps leave it out in my truck, in the garage, locked from the inside... And for tonight at least - I'm locking my bedroom door. And hopefully will sleep through 'til the morning... mikey
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