Ok, so last night we had the missionaries from our church over to dinner. We made Pizza. (See the above post for a great breadstick recipe) and afterwards, we were sitting on the couch, listening to a little lesson before they left.
The phone rang. Our house phone. We didn't answer it.
Next, we heard this strange vibration coming from where we were sitting. Weird. But OH! That must be the cell phone vibrating! Where is the cell phone? Hmm, maybe it's under the couch. Nope. Under the pillow? Nope. Ok, try the cushion. Not there either? That's weird. We heard a very distinct vibration. So I get up and got my cell phone to make sure it's not that. "Heath, where is your cell?" "...I think George had it."
So we deduce that George took the phone, somehow managed to shove it into the crevasses of the couch, and we were lucky enough to hear it vibrate before it lost it's battery and then we would have no idea where it was. Well, let's get the phone!
So I kept redialing Heath's cell, so that we would hear it vibrate, and then know where to search for it in the couch. People: We had that couch totally ripped apart. We could not find the stupid cell phone anywhere. How in the heck did George manage to get the phone this deep in the cushions and springs and yet, make it impossible to reach with our hands, or see with our flashlights? We found lots of crumbs. But no phone.
We tore out the bottom fabric, reached in every tight spot we could find, but still no phone. I kept pushing redial...we would listen...then try to pinpoint where the sound is coming from. We couldn't feel it vibrate through the couch. We could only hear it. Redial. Listen. "It's over here." "No..I think it's over there."
Finally we actually moved the couch to the other side of the room, just in case the sound was not coming from the couch. Call the phone again. Listen. Hmmm, it sounds like it's coming from this wall. "Wait a minute!!" Heath runs upstairs, to our bedroom (which is directly above where we were sitting) and finds his phone vibrating away, on the floor of our room, which is the ceiling of the living room. We looked at the phone. 36 missed calls. Hmph.
Yeah. We are idiots. So the question: How many men does it take to find a cell phone vibrating in the couch? I don't know. When you find a cell phone vibrating in the couch, instead of the sound coming through the wall, then let us know.
(we stapled the couch back together again..)