Ladies and Gentleman, in today's performance Lynn will be playing the role of Godzilla and Tokyo will be played by her cell phone.
Guess who lost the battle? I imagine my cell phone looking up at me in horror and screaming. It would have put up its hands to defend itself if it had any.
I have the habit of charging my cell in the car on the way to work. Mostly because when I get home I turn it off and don't think of it again so once I start the next day, I'm yanking it back out of my purse to give it some more juice.
Today was such a day and when I got out of the car this morning, I forgot to grab it. So I ducked back into the car, got it and as I went to stand up, it skittered out of my hand and onto the concrete parking lot.
It most likely would have survived had I not decided to do the I-am-going-to-try-to-go-left-to-avoid-crushing-this dance. In my valiant efforts to avoid obliterating my electronic friend, I stepped on it hard and smooshed it dead.
I tried turning it on when I got to my desk and it just made a choking electronic squeak that kind of resembled a baby pterodactyl.
I now have a new phone and its a (RED) product so at least I can feel good about that.
I called Mary to test out the new phone and she called me back and giggled and said I did a Godzilla to my phone. She is right.