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5 August 2015

JUST GIST







My baby always reaches for my phone whenever she sees it and I have this habit of letting her play with it (which means slobbering drool all over it) just for a few seconds before collecting it from her and telling her it's “dirty”

So yesterday, I guess the phone had finally had it to its limit and it back fired.

Shortly after collecting my phone from her, I decided to sort out some laundry and since I needed all the space I could get and I didn’t want to be rummaging through already folded clothes when my phone beeped or rang, I decided to put it in my......*ahem!* ...you know...
that place where market women used to put their money in those days (yes I used to be a market woman. More like market girl sha but I never did that then so I have no idea why putting my phone there seemed like a good idea)

Anyway,... I put my phone there and sorted the laundry which took about an hour (it was a humongous pile) of mild sweating because I was arranging as well and I couldn’t use the fan because the kids were already asleep.

So as I don finish na, I plunked myself unto the sofa and decided to do some mild browsing and na so the touch screen refused to work. 

Initially, I didn’t take it seriously because the keypads were still working but as time went on, I began to realize that it was becoming a serious matter o. So I removed the battery, left it over night and tried it again this morning.

NOTHING.

I almost started to cry because my whole life was on that phone, pictures, videos, patterns, write-ups (I’m usually lazy when it comes to transferring things to my computer) and I couldn’t even imagine how to begin recovery if that would end up being the case.

I complained to le boo and naturally he suggested it might be the constant drooling on the phone by le bebe coupled with the fact that I had put it in that “place” that was causing the problem. At this point, the keypads had packed up as well. yeah, they stopped working too! Annoyingly so, I might add and scaring me half to death, by the way so I decided to do the unthinkable.

I BLOW DRIED the phone! Oh yes. That’s what I did. Don’t blame me, I was desperate

I was of the mind that if it was drying it needed, then by the Heavens, I would give it the fastest and most effective drying method I knew. Well, short of putting it in the oven that is.

But I used low heat, please I’m not crazy... and you know what happened?

 IT WORKED!!!

Heehaw!. I couldn't believe it but it did.

Came close to dancing makosa right there and then but I had to respect myself and refrain from disgracing myself in front of my kids because I have two left feet.

So if something similar happens to your phone, drool, water, juice even oil.

Jest blow dry the thing. *wink*


Bye!

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