With the Cyclosporiasis parasite going around and recently reading an article that our cell phones are more contaminated than our toilet seat, I washed my phone. In the washing machine. I think it's clean.
No, it wasn't on purpose. It is spending the night in the rice tank. I know it probably won't help because you can't take phones apart like you used to. At least I can't take it apart. But, I had nothing to lose.
It is over 6 years old anyway. It was time for a new one. I am just wondering if my sim card will be salvageable enough to transfer my data. Or, does Google do that, now? I don't keep pictures on my sim card (well, I had about a dozen of my plant progress - no biggie).
I don't think I've ever lost a phone before. I'm thinking....no dropping, no puddles, no toilet drops, nope. I guess this is my first cell phone catastrophe. Now external hard drives - that's another story. I blame my cat Moses. He was always getting caught in the cable and dragging the poor thing off my desk and they did not recover. I eliminated that problem by purchasing a docking station that holds 5 hard drives (I have about 10). I keep all my hard drives from my old computers so I can still get access to the data. I double and triple copy everything. I am a hoarder. I hoard many things. This happens to be data hoarding.
1 comment:
RIP, phone.
Data hoarding isn't the worst kind if it's just a few external hard drives. I can imagine the cat getting things tangled.
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