My interesting weekend.
When I woke up Saturday morning, I used my phone to check the time. I had it in my hand as I was walking out of my bedroom. After that, I completely forgot where I put it. I pretty much looked everywhere I could think of. I asked Melissa to call the number. When she did she said it went straight to voicemail. Mom also called it earlier the next day and had the same thing happen.
Whatever, I don’t really, absolutely need it. The only problem is if my parents can’t call me, my mom freaks out. I posted on Facebook that I lost my phone. I rarely use Facebook, but in a situation like that I’d rather let everyone know yeah I can’t find the stupid phone right now, but everything else is fine. I posted that I lost it on Saturday, and again on Sunday morning that I still hadn’t found it yet. I knew if I was going to go to church I had to be down there waiting for the bus early, and that’s exactly what I did. After I got home, dad was waiting for me. He said he was here to find the phone.
He looked everywhere, he pretty much tore everything apart lol. He even looked in the trash! I knew I didn’t drop it in there. Just as he was about to leave, he opened the fridge. He came over to me and handed me an awfully cold phone! Apparently when I went to grab a water bottle, I set it down, and promptly forgot about it. What was strange is that it still had 33% of battery left.
I’ve since learned that this isn’t the case with some fridges, and it also depends on where you put your phone in the fridge, but the metal inside and around it can act as a Faraday cage. This will block all signals, and that’s exactly what happened in this case. I did put it back in there and have a service call it but it rang. I’m thinking it was in the door of the fridge, closer to the metal, and not the top shelf where I set it for my experiment.