My singer friend was taking a break and as he walked by me to go outside, he stuck a bud in my face. I didn't know what he was doing at first, so I pulled my head away, and as I did that, he dropped the bud to the ground.
Hey, I dropped the bud, he called out.
A group of us started to look for it on the floor, but the room was dark and we couldn't find it.
The singer's sister who was visiting from New York, a lady in her seventies, said, does anybody have a cell phone? I thought about it. I was going to reach for my flip phone that was in my pocket, but I stopped short. I just couldn't do it. I was too embarrassed.
Nobody has a phone? The sister said incredulously.
She turned to me, you don't have a cell phone?
I shrugged my shoulders and raised my arms and said, no sorry.
