One is mine and the other is Brian's.
When Brian was here on Tuesday, he took his phone home with him, and he took my phone home with him. For 3 days he was my social secretary, passing on all of those voicemails and work texts. I had to set the alarm on my clock radio, of all things, to wake up.
I called him twice a day to check in.
He's glad I have my phone back.
But not as glad as I am.
That's pretty funny!
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