‘What’s that?’ Eric looked in
amazement at the thing that Molly had put on the table.
‘It’s a Siemens C35.’
‘Well I can see that but what the bloody hell are
you doing with it?’ He picked the archaic phone up and twirled it round in his
hand. Probably only 14 years old but already more out-dated than Paul Daniel’s
magic trick.
‘I told you my phone is dead, that’s why I am on a
new number.’
‘And this one works?’
‘No Eric I am carrying it around as an accessory of
course it bloody works.’
‘Where’s on earth did you get it?’
Carphone Warehouse I think, back in 2000.’
‘No I mean now.’
‘Back of my draw, it’s my emergency phone.’
‘Jesus, so what happened to the old phone?’
‘Well, I dropped it in the bath.’
‘Shit! Your lovely, shinny, new Galaxy cleverer
than Professor Brian Cox smart phone? You dropped it in the bath?' Molly
nodded.
'You muppet!’
‘It’s completely fucked.
‘What were you doing with it in the bath?’
Molly blushed a colour so red Eric thought she was
going to burst.
‘Tell me, tell me.’ Eric was bouncing on his seat
desperate for the gossip but Molly stayed quiet.
‘Have you tried putting it in rice?’ He asked
eventually realising that he wasn’t going to get anything out of his friend.
‘In rice? Why?’
‘Apparently it dries the phone, the rice absorbs
the moisture. Same principle as putting rice in a salt pot.’
‘Really?’
‘Yeah, but I’ve never tried it cos I haven’t tried
to take naked photos of myself in the bath.’
‘Cooked rice?’ she managed to say despite her
embarrassment.
‘No, dry rice.’ Eric said his voice heavy with
sarcasm.
‘I think I only have risotto rice at home, Will
that do?’
‘Any rice I think.’
‘Well, okay I’ll try it.’
The next day Eric was sitting in a café drinking a
latte, minding his own business, his super duper Steve Jobs inspired phone
buzzed signalling he had a new message.
‘Thank you, thank you, to show my appreciation I’ll
send you the photo I took when I dropped the phone. Wait a sec.’
Eric smiled, he didn’t really think the rice would
work so he was amazed it had. He was excited about the impending arrival of the
‘bath’ picture. His imagination raced.
30 seconds later the phone buzzed again. Eric
grabbed it from the table and slid his finger across the screen to view the
pic.
hehhehe.... I have heard the British like to have those rubber toys in the bath, even if they are not children any more:):) so it's true!:)
ReplyDeleteI would like to inform you that your story had a tremendous impact on my life today: I was having a bath thinking of those ducks and I put some feminine wash on my head instead of the hair lotion!
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