on the phone for the past 30 minutes, walking around, simultaneously, looking, and uttering under my breath, where the hell?
I can’t find it?
20 minutes into the conversation she asks me what I’m looking for.
My phone?
I say.
I’ve obviously forgotten somewhere along the line that one of the iPhone’s many functions—->
is talking.
Haha. I have done this. Not audibly, but definitely in my head.
