When I went to buy a snickers bar at the gas station, I had no idea the cashier's phone would ring... from her bra.
*Awkward silence*
"Miss, I think your bra is ringing."
She reached into her chest and pulled out her cell phone.
"That's a convenient place to carry your phone!" I thought she was eccentric until I heard her response.
"I've kept it there since after my dog-mauling."
...Dog mauling...?
"About 2 years ago I was attacked by two pitbulls. They scratched me up and broke both my arms. The doc put my arms into casts with slings around my neck. I couldn't reach down with either hand, so the only way I could reach my cell phone was if I put it in my bra.I'd just stick my hand in my shirt and grab it."
She went from being eccentric to being ingenious.
"After my arms healed, I just kept my phone in my bra out of habit. It's a pretty good place to carry one...I never lose it, and nobody dares to try to steal it."
A pitbull attack, two broken arms and a bra with a ringtone. I almost forgot to take my Snickers.
i love this post.
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