Saturday night I lost my cellphone. No clue where it went. Looked all over, called it, nothing.
Monday I cash in the insurance policy. Tuesday I get the phone. Tonight I get home, and there’s the phone, sitting by the stairs in my house. No calls were made, nothing, but there it is with a dead battery.
Landlord has no idea where it came from, neither do I. Maybe I dropped it somewhere and my neighbor picked it up, no idea.
Weird, very weird.
