Oh, Nokia 6620, I hardly knew ye!
Yesterday, I caught the 10:05 bus. Once aboard, I started to do some work and decided I wanted to update my SVK mirror. I got out my Nokia 6620, used it to connct to the Internet, and updated my checkout. I also got on IRC, checked my mail, and did some of the other mundane things that my phone made trivial. About three quarters of the way through the ride, I disconnected.
When I got off the bus, I realized I didn't have my phone -- but fortunately I was just in the bus's stairwell, and I got back in and went to my seat. My phone wasn't there. I checked my bag, and it wasn't there. I got down on my hands and knees and looked up and down every aisle. I checked my pockets and bag again. I could not find my phone.
I asked the driver whether he had a cell phone, because I could use it to call my phone to listen for the ring. He said he didn't. Once I got to the office, I called my phone a few times and sent it some text messages. No reply was forthcoming.
Finally, around eight o'clock last night, I called T-Mobile and reported my phone stolen. I am really, really not looking forward to finding a replacement. It will either be an annoying expense or will involve getting a new contract. I might just look for an identical model, on eBay, but then I may be back to my previous "ancient firmware" dilemma.
Just now, writing this, I realized the worst part: I've lost my saved game of Frozen Bubble. I'm going to need to work my way back up to level seventy.