i lost my phone (N6300) which i just bought december last year. it was partly my fault. took it with me when i went to the washroom at our 5th floor office. i went inside a cubicle and put it on top of the tissue holder while i peed. i went out of the cubicle and totally forgot about the phone until after about 30-45 minutes ago. and guess what. it was gone.
i was too optimistic to think that it could still be there. i tried calling my number but it was already turned off. i didn't know what ese to do but cry. it a christmas gift to myself 3 months after i bought t, it was gone.
i called my dad afterwards and he just said, "okay lang yun, nak. kesa naman naholdap sa yo yung cellphne mo, baka nasaktan ka pa. at least nawala na lang. you weren't harmed." yep, that was my dad. he knows how to make me feel better.
when i got home, my dad just hug me and said, "pera lang yun anak. siguro mas kelagan nya yun kesa sayo."
i didn't eat before i slept. and when i woke up, i just went through my routine like a zombie. i still couldn't believe my phone was gone. and worse, i didn't have a copy of all the contacts stored in it. my dad knew still felt bad about it. and of course, being the sweetest person i know, he called me up when i got to to office just to check if i was feeling any better.
