Was just now washing some dishes, and felt my phone going off in my jeans pocket. I ignored it. Whoever it is, it can wait. To hell with being a slave to devices.
Turns out, it wasn’t my phone going off. It was a staccato torrent of water, streaming over the edge of the sink, bouncing off the baking pan I was washing, soaking my right thigh.
My phone wasn’t even in my pocket.