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[phronetic]

From: Evan
To: The Entire Editorial Staff of The Globe and Mail
1:08:01 a.m.
Somewhere between the news desk and ROB, I've misplaced my only means of communication with the outside world. If you find a cellphone that answers to the number below, please e-mail me so I can come get it.

[Evan finds the cellphone on a desk, against which he promptly

Comments

[palebluedots]

Hey, it happens to the best of us (a category that definitely includes you). I also misplaced some crucial electronics last month.

And the moral of the story is: all work and no play makes Evan go something something.

. . . no better time for you to attend a couple of partays next weekend, huh? :)

[moonlight_soldr]

I've done that so much recently, except I keep misplacing the key card that lets me into my building >___< [Usually, I have to figure out what bag/purse/pocket it's hiding in.]

[funkiestjoe]

Don't piss off a newspaper staff, man. There might be public denounciation of you in the press the next day.

[phronetic]

Oh, I haven't pissed them off. I've even won some props from colleagues who share my disdain for getting a landline, along with some friendly head-shaking from the opposite camp.