Cell Mishap

Last night i kept reminding J to bring me my cell phone. As i lay in bed, like a princess on a throne, as he brings me orange juice and soup that he cooked up for me with vitamins and my medicine. He has been waiting on me hand and foot...and not even asked to do so. I am such a lucky girl. So back to the cell phone. I remember asking him to bring it to me several times. When i realized he wasn't obeying my commands (as he was busy serving me my food) i stopped asking. I woke up this a.m. in a frenzy to find my phone so i could call in to work sick. I meet my roomate in the hallway and she explains that J had accidentally taken BOTH our phones home last night and he left mine in his mail box for me to pick up. great...i have to get in my car and go get my phone. um...why could he not bring it to me i ask? he was probably late to work b/c he stayed over late serving me all night. Ok back to story. So...i take a shower...much needed one after 3 days in bed sick and drive to his home to collect my phone. By this time i am just thinking "go in to work amy!" So i retrieve my phone from his hot mail box and what do ya know? It's not my phone...it's his! I am not joking!

Moral of the story...Don't own the same exact phone as your significant other!