In the wireless-data communications world that I currently work in, bluetooth is a necessity. Not only for your professional communicaes (if in fact that is a word), but in your personal life. Wireless accessories are a must have in your personal and professional life, one of them being a bluetooth.
In my ever searching quest to find an employment opportunity that will allow me the lifestyle I can only enjoy now through my Wishlist on Google, I take off days here and there for job interviews that I believe are serious contenders for future employers.
So, one day I was awaiting a phone call from one of the employers. When the call came in and I answered, I realized I couldn't hear them very well. Initially, I believed that the bluetooth was the issue; I soon learned I had turned my volume down. In any case, I changed to handset mode, and snatched the bluetooth out of my ear.
Note to bluetooth users: If you switch to headset mode, that is only for one call. Needless to say, my phone rang again, and when I answered, I couldn't hear the person because the bluetooth had switched back on. So I was reaching around all in the truck while driving, blindly searching for the bluetooth accessory, to no avail. I turned the radio down because I could HEAR the person talking through bluetooth (hello. . .Helloooo!), but I couldn't get to it because I didn't know where it was. I pulled over, finally switched to headset and told them to keep talking, that I was going to put them back on bluetooth mode so that I could find the accessory for the ear.
I looked everywhere. In the ashtray, under the seat, under the matts, in the passenger seat, in my pockets, all the while hearing "Hello, Hellooo!". I had some bags in the car from some Target shopping, so I figured they may be in there. I didn't have time to keep looking. Considering I work for a wireless provider, I would have been able to get another one at a considerable discount.
Later on, I went to church to fold some bulletins. I usually talk on the phone when I do this (that night was no different), however, I was having some "my neck and my back" issues because of trying to cradle the phone and fold chuurch stuff at the same time. So, I hung up the phone.
There in lies the problem. Where in the World is Carmen Sandiego when you need her?
I was looking down ends of my hair, draped casually in front of me, and lo and behold what's nestled between the twins.
It was a surreal moment. In slow motion, without sound, I said "there's my bluetooth". Ladies and Gentleman at that time we were approaching the sixth hour that the bluetooth had been nestled within the comfort of my bosom.
Also, Iknowwhatyathinkin: Well, the answer is, I's got some cleavage, plus the bluetooth dropped down vertically, so, like I said, it just kind of laid nestled within the comforts of my breasts-ses-sses. I betcha you're thinking I still should have know, but you haven't seen the Ying Yang twins.
I did check to see if it still worked, though. It did.
Don't you love happy endings?
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