I had only been at my workplace, and spent the majority of the time studying. It can only be in a handful of places, and yet my 2 day search left me phoneless. I even backtracked to the place I ate lunch to see if perhaps I left my phone on the seat (I knew I didn't). I borrowed my friends phone and began calling myself from every room in the building, but to no avail. Finally, I sat in the library and resigned to the option of ordering another phone when a familiar vibrating sound occurred. It was coming from the walls. I pulled out a book to reveal (much to my stupidity) that I had set my iPhone on the book while reading it, and in turing the pages, I covered the phone up. It had been a page-saver in a commentary on the shelf, never to be found again.
Let this be the application for us all:
Call Chris Lazo every day, because you never know when his phone might be stuck in a book. And if it's not stuck, you can just hang out with each other.
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