Not but a few days yonder in the past was it that I lost mine cellular communication device. ’Twas such a tragedy, and not one that I would wish to repeat.
Mine Life Was Over
By Leo Amadeus, 13/12/2024
Such a state was I in when I lost possession of the machine. My panic-stricken hands frantically ruffled through mine fanny pack, and the horror which must have crossed mine face must have wholly upset other passengers on the bussing motor.
A half-evening, a half-morning and two days, I was without connection that I had had previously previously. Such a state had been bequeathed on me that I had trouble functioning as one should. Thrice was I forced into borrowing passers’-by most prized possessions in order to call my maternal figure. The oddities that I felt within mine soul were most that betwixt awkwardness and anxiety. Not that one such as I ever has trouble with conversation, but when one deals with ones that one does not know, one struggles finding ones that look obliging.
Travelling, so it seems, is also quite hardy when one has no means of perusing the scrolls of Google. Little had I realised the crucial importance of the handheld computer that I have hitherto taken for granted. I hath now an understanding that such a device is in such control of my being and soul that it is difficult to go about day-to-day entrances, exits and affairs without it.
When it was time to recover it, whence it had been collected, O! – to mine horror was the construction so hard to fine without the flat brick I hold so dear. I should have checked before hand on mine large device, but I was not expecting to collect it that day. In fact, I was tardy to my professional work (something which rarely happens at all) due to my unplanned detour to the depot.
The baggie in which it was stored was clear and typical in nature – but the oddest part of it was the elastic band around the contraption, seemingly holding nothing in place. Unexpectedly, I was not asked to identify myself nor do anything other than notate my signature on a form. The security seemed to be utterly abysmal – not that I would foresee any other parties collecting an item which does not belong to them.
Overall, it is not an experience which I would like to repeat. Heavens, no. What a disaster.