i don't remember where we were or what we were doing (how's that for an intro?), but barb dropped me and the kids off at home early evening on a sunday.
dave was out hitting golf balls in the hard when we pulled in and apparently put his iphone down on the hood of barb's caddy at some point.
do you see where this is going?
barb drives off, dave freaks out, crying ensues.
he went driving, trying to find it. and at some point on a road a little bit aways, his bluetooth kicked on. so apparently it had to be within 60 feet or something. he came back and picked me up while barb stayed with the kids and we drove...and drove...and DROVE. and searched the ditches as it got darker and darker.
and i kept calling and calling, because dave never EVER puts his phone on vibrate (and gets grumpy at me when i do (understatement)) so we were hoping to hear it. but we couldn't find it. i tried calling customer service in jacksonville but they were closed and as i was going through all of the automated "press 1 for english" business here came dave's dad.
i said forget the customer service crap and just kept calling it as mike crept in front of us. i called and about a minute later mike slammed his brakes on and got out.
i told dave "i think he found it!"
his exact words, "he can't see anything ever, how is he going to see my phone?"
WELL GUESS WHAT SUCKAS?! mike found dave's phone...in the ditch. when asked HOW he could possibly see it he said, "i saw the ditch light up, so i figured that's what it was."
he saw the ditch light up because i was calling the phone, where just a MINUTE before i was NOT calling the phone because i was trying to call customer service. and we were driving in the right spot because dave's bluetooth had gone off in that general area (and it never did again!), so BY THE GRACE OF GOD...
we found dave's iphone.
oh, and his PHONE WAS ON VIBRATE.