Have you ever walked over a cattle guard? It’s creepy as fuck.

I have intrusive thoughts about everything all the time lol

I feel like an intrusive thought would be more like wondering if you should intentionally drop your phone to see what happens.

Worrying about dropping your phone is actually smart and not intrusive. It’s very pragmatic to be concerned about the possibility of an accident and to try to prevent it. Some people don’t have enough of those thoughts…

The thought goes through my head everytime. One time I was on the middle of having one of those obtrusive thoughts in a carpark with the drain near my car and thinking “why do I always have these stupid thoughts?” And then dropped keys right down that drain as I was just about to go to work.

I was pretty lucky actually, it was an enclosed storm drain not connected to any sewer or anything so the keys couldn’t go anywhere and it was completely dry inside and I was able to call the number for the local council and ask for help who called these two guys that apparently actually technically don’t work for the council who told me that in fact the council weren’t really able to help with that anyway and in fact they wouldn’t normally either because of something tondo with the carpark being private property but because they happened to be out dealing with something else right near there anyway they’d swung by to help me out and they used a tool to open up this drain, hop in and pick up my keys that were visible through the grating. They did it all for me in about 10 minutes flat. I offered to buy them a slab of beer but they said they weren’t allowed to accept gifts from the public. I bought them each a coffee anyway. Universe was really looking out for me that day. I was only about 10 minutes late for work after the whole thing.

I used to live on a boarding school campus as an administrator. My kids and I were hanging on a culvert at a pond on the campus, I leaned over to look at something and my black iPhone 7 slid right out of my breast pocket and into the water. I knew that I had like fifteen minutes before it died. So I ran home, grabbed a wetsuit jacket (it was like February in Florida, cold enough to need this) and put on my board shorts and ran back to the water with a net. I waded in, felt my body sink down to my knees in muck. It was so gross that I wasn’t about to let my head get underwater. But I felt with my feet and used the net to pull stuff up from around where I saw the phone fall (while my wife pinged it with the Find My app). She watched the dot disappear and that’s when we knew the phone had died. Never found it.

I took like three showers after that, just to be sure. And I do not go near ponds with my phone anywhere except in my hip pockets (or in a sling bag)

Yeah I noticed there’s a decent enough gap in the elevator about a week ago and now I’m paranoid whenever I exit it.

I always either put away my phone or grip it tighter in those situations. Gripping is often safer, since I’ve dropped my phone more than once by missing my pocket

No. It’s certainly something i consider and i make sure to have a better hold of my things, but it’s not something that distresses me or i obsess over.

You can call the city and have them open it and fish it out. Happens to my mom when she went to a friends for a game night. They were the ones that actually called people, we just got her a new phone.

When I was a kid I rode my bike to rent a movie. On the way home I lost control on some ice and watched the VHS cassete go skidding across the cement only to teeter halfway over the ledge of a storm drain. I managed to get it but didn’t know what I would of done had it fallen in.

Those thoughts are not crazy. I feel like that every time I take a picture off a bridge or tall building and I’m leaning over the edge to get a better angle. I found peace of mind in a lanyard strap.

I filmed a lake with dark clouds over it a couple weeks ago for a video outro, set my phone up at the edge of a dock, held onto it the entire time. Could not stop thinking about how screwed I’d be if I had a hand spasm, or if there was a gust of heavy wind, or if the dock suddenly shook and my phone dropped into the lake.