My pal Lucy misplaced her cell phone and we looked all over the front area of my van (assuming it might've slipped out of her purse) to try to find
it. It wasn't there, so we then assumed that she must've left it home by mistake, and we let the concern over it go until we got back to her place.
Then, when we got back I called it with my phone, but there wasn't any ring at all in the house. So, I went back outside to try to call it in the van
with my cell and dialed it as I was looking across the driver's seat at the passenger seat and the floor of the van surrounding the passenger seat.
The second that her phone rang, it literally appear on the open floor space between the two front seats and in full easy view of where I was resting
my eyes as I waited for the initial ring.
It's a smart phone, so it's not tiny. It's black, and the floor carpet is a medium gray-blue. There's nothing at all cluttered between the seats on
that open floor space. And that damn phone simply appeared in front of my eyes when that ring sounded.
This happened last week. In my own home, this kind of crap never ends. It doesn't even startle me anymore.
edit on 2/23/2013 by NorEaster
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