This would be cos we know you, and we know what you're like when you're drunk. Which is most of the time for the sake of this argument.
I reckon you took your phone apart to show you weren't _that_ drunk yet, but this was in a dark and dingy pub, and of course you were drunk enough to drop the SIM into the sawdust, from which it didn't emerge again. Or it did, but was unusable.
Ooh ooh I know, someone _else_ took your phone apart and decided to demonstrate that SIMs really do die when you immerse them in a pint of beer, only you didn't believe them without proof.
I admit you're getting closer. I may have to tell the whole sordid story.
Actually I spent most of Amecon fairly sober, since I only found the Guinness (which I'll drink in a pinch) on the second bar on Sunday - the first bar had only stuff I refuse to drink...
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Ah, so you took the sim card out - perhaps your phone ran out of memory and you had to call someone, so you tried it in someone else's phone?
And then perhaps it got dropped during the transfer?
Perhaps into a U-bend?
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You folks don't have much faith in me, do you? :-)
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I reckon you took your phone apart to show you weren't _that_ drunk yet, but this was in a dark and dingy pub, and of course you were drunk enough to drop the SIM into the sawdust, from which it didn't emerge again. Or it did, but was unusable.
Ooh ooh I know, someone _else_ took your phone apart and decided to demonstrate that SIMs really do die when you immerse them in a pint of beer, only you didn't believe them without proof.
Or something.
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Actually I spent most of Amecon fairly sober, since I only found the Guinness (which I'll drink in a pinch) on the second bar on Sunday - the first bar had only stuff I refuse to drink...
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*Ah hum*
Faith
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