You’ll have to pry it from my cold dead hand!
I had a minor anxiety attack this morning when I realized my cell phone was sitting on my desk and I was cruising at 75 mph half way to the hangar.
13 hours with no iPhone.
After whining at work and hearing at least two people express their surprise at my “missing appendage” I decided it was necessary to make some phone calls and let people know I was not dead. Ummmm….but all the phone numbers were in my phone. *sigh*
As I was coming down from the panic, I came across this article on MSNBC and thought it appropriate for today. However, I would take it one step further as their would be no choice in the matter. They will have to pry my iPhone out of my cold dead hand!