I have joined the club…
Last night I joined the club. The “I dropped my cell phone in the toilet” club. I am horribly embarrassed to actually admit that. My sorority sisters have done it, my wonderful like-a-sister-cousin (@mtommey) has done it, co-workers, know tons of people who have done it. But I have been proud, until this moment, to say that I was never a member of the “I dropped my cell phone in the toile” club. I can say that no more.
It all happened in a rushed effort to not be late for yoga class. I had sat down to do some quick web updates and a newsletter for my part time job (personal assistant to the owner of Web Strategies), and when I looked up at the clock I realized that I needed to go change, and go change FAST or I was going to be “that person” who interrupts the 3 Oms before class officially starts. I ran into my mother’s powder room to change. I made the quick decision that I wanted wear my jeans over my yoga pants because it was freezing out (come on, May… seriously… let’s get with the Southern Weather program). When I pulled my jeans up I heard a weird noise coming from the toilet. I thought it was strange, but the toilet in my parents’ powder room is a bit strange anyway (not nearly as strange as our scary German toilet in our basement, but still strange). I almost didn’t think to look at the toilet, but I did.
I was horrified at what I saw. My iPhone was in it. I must have stuffed it in the back pocket of my jeans and forgotten about it and when I pulled my pants up it popped out and flipped into the toilet. This would never have happened at my house because we keep the toilet lids closed because our cats aren’t coordinated enough to NOT fall in when they’re being curious about a new water source. My mother’s cats, however, are more agile and they just leave their lids up all over the house.
So, there was my iPhone, head first, in the toilet bowl… with bubbles streaming out the bottom. I knew it was done for. For some reason, when I pulled it out of the toilet I had this crazy urge to rinse it it in the sink! Yes, I know… utterly crazy, but I was not thinking straight. I immediately stuck it in the freezer, because I kind of remember someone saying that you should do that if something gets water damage and then sent a tweet out about the horrific experience.
I immediately got feedback telling me the freezer wasn’t the best option…
- @truk77: @clairethomey Stick it in a jar of rice!
- @truk77: @clairethomey Worth a try! http://is.gd/c4N5a
- @LindsayMAllen: @clairethomey Try putting it in a Ziploc bag full of uncooked rice, and squeeze as much air out of the bag as you can.
- @TristanPT: @clairethomey not the freezer! Put it in rice to absorb the moisture. Wait at least 48 hours to turn it on.
- @ClueWagon: @clairethomey I think Lifehacker.com had a story about putting a dropped iPhone in rice…it absorbs the moisture or something.
- @oupatel: @clairethomey if it fellw in water.. put it in a bowl of rice. Make sure the rice is completely surrounding the iPhone
So, now the iPhone is nestled safely amongst some Lundburg Brown Rice (it’s all my mom had… she doesn’t by the cheap stuff) in my mother’s pantry. I’m hoping that my father doesn’t actually read my blog because we have chosen not to tell him. Though, DH thought it was insanely funny.
Luckily, I still had my 3G iPhone from when I upgraded earlier this year. So it is in the process of restoring as we speak. It’s also safely wrapped in an Otterbox Defender case… because I’d rather be extra safe than sorry since I promised my cousin that she could have this one when her old cellphone contract runs out and they switch to AT&T.
What’s even more sad is that there are actually no fewer than 18 Facebook Fan Pages for “I dropped my cell phone in the toilet.” I saw it fitting to join one…
oh nooooo!
fingers crossed all turns out okay!
i freakin love twitter. so awesome you were able to get 911 response.
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