Hi everyone! *waves furiously*
I’m back! Did you miss me?
Okaaaay. Anyway, I am back in more ways than one because *drum roll* I finally have a new phone! Let me tell you how life was in the past two weeks.
The Saga of the Lost Phone
I know I’m going to sound way too shallow here, but I was really dejected when I lost my phone a couple of weeks ago. I was not sad just because I lost a phone. Although that phone and I shared a lot of memories together (I used it for everything — from taking photos and writing blog posts to responding to emails and communicating with my long-distance partner), it was not the actual loss of the item that made me feel depressed. Rather, it was the loss of the things that I had taken for granted.
I would spot lovely sights or visit awesome places but had nothing to use to take snapshots (somehow, the compact camera has lost its appeal for me). Yuri would do something really funny or witty but I have nothing to record it with.
But the worst part of not having a phone is losing constant communication with Job. You see, the internet is not an option as he’s assigned in a location where internet/mobile data signal is really poor. So we depend on good old text messaging.
Side story: On the fateful night when I lost my phone, I was so desperate because I could not recall Job’s number. He didn’t know where I was and I was supposed to inform him of our whereabouts — you know, the usual drill. I didn’t have a copy of my contacts nor did I bother to have a cloud backup — wag tularan. I prayed to God to give me the number and then numbers appeared in my mind. I’m not sure of the prefix, though, so I contacted all of the possible prefixes and combinations until I finally got the right one. I was able to inform him that I lost my phone etcetera etcetera.
A big thorn was taken out from my chest when I was finally able to contact him. He would contact me sporadically during the weeks that followed using my sister’s phone. I told him not to pester my sister haha. But we barely communicated at all and the sepanx was real.
The New Phone
I lost my phone on a Saturday night, the 27th of February. Thankfully we had our holiday on the Monday that followed so I immediately applied for a post-paid plan with Smart. I was going back and forth between Smart and Sun (I had a not-so-good experience with Sun — another story for another time), and I finally decided on Smart, which has been our family network since forever.
I chose plan 999 with the free iPhone 5s. Yep, I made the big switch from Android to iOS. I know fully well that iPhone 5s is an old model, but I’m quite contented with it. More than contented actually! You see, the plans that came with iPhone 6s (I think it was P2000 and up) were not practical for me. I would not be able to use all those texts and data.
Since there was no iPhone 5s available onhand in the Davao City main office, I had to wait for a week. I was finally able to get a beautiful new phone and a new Smart number on the Monday that followed. Thank you, Lord!
The Curse of Anaesthesia
Hear me out on this, this is still connected to the topic. Do you believe that anaesthesia causes forgetfulness? I believe it’s true! I’ve had a funny share of forgetfulness and, for some reason, this saga of the lost phone was not spared.
When my sim card was finally activated after 24 hours, I immediately texted Job’s number (or, at least, the number that I remembered was correct). He didn’t reply. I assumed he was still busy so I set it aside and focused on work. When he still didn’t reply that night, I tried to call him. It did not even ring.
A number of possible scenarios crossed my mind. Could he have blocked me? Nah, that’s too far-fetched. Actually, that’s impossible. Yes, I’m confident like that hahaha. Could he have lost his phone, too? That’s admittedly funny — what were the odds of both of us losing our phones within the same time frame? Or, was his phone broken? He did mention a month ago that his phone was starting to freeze. Did he travel to some place where there was no signal? Where was he?!
I asked my sister to check her phone and, gah, she already deleted his messages and call log. Why oh why. How on earth could I contact this guy? He couldn’t contact me, too, since he didn’t know my new number yet. I hadn’t been that worried sick since the tsunami scare 4 years ago.
After a couple of nights, he finally called my sister’s phone. I’ve been texting and calling the wrong number the entire time! Grr! Sayang ang load haha.
That night, my life officially went back to normal. Hallelujah! Praise Jesus!
Learning My Lessons
- Be vigilant at all times. Living in a relatively safe city is no reason to be unmindful of your belongings and your surrounding. Be alert — better safe than sorry!
- Back your photos, contacts, and files up. Seriously. That’s one reason why I switched to Apple from Android. Maintaining a cloud backup via iCloud is much easier and straightforward in my opinion.
- Maintain a physical list of your contacts. Yes, an actual list that you can hold and keep. I found it so ironic that I’m into pen-and-paper planning but I neglected listing the numbers of my important contacts. I have less than 10 numbers in my phonebook right now so, yeah, I lost everything haha.
The fourth and most important lesson I learned from this experience is learning how to enjoy life without a mobile phone in my hand. I am probably the most phone-dependent person this side of the planet. Aside from work and my blog, I use it to communicate and develop relationships.
But during those days when I didn’t have a phone, I was able to read the books I had planned to read last year. I was totally offline after work. I was able to view the world through my eyes and not through a screen!
To be honest, though, I probably won’t be able to function without a phone. But I’m glad I went through this experience because I was able to appreciate everything that I used to take for granted.