Charger
First phone I ever had was one of those Ericsson flip-open ones. I moved to Germany in 2001, taking over from another Brit who was coming back home. I inherited everything including his mobile.

He told me "Bring a new one, this handset's shit."

So I did. I quite liked that Ericsson. I only noticed I'd forgotten the charger after trashing the existing handset. And I didn't know enough German to buy a replacement.

Oh well, never mind. I'll grab it when I'm at home next?

I forgot. Twice. Moved out in July, and I finally got the charger in March.

All the while paying the contract on this fucking phone so I'd be able to use it when I finally got it power.

I'm a forgetful barsteward sometimes.
(DigitalRaven will have to make do with gin, Thu 30 Jul 2009, 12:37, Reply)