–When I go to make a call, the phone turns off.
–When I go to pick up a call, it rings once, like half a ring, like bri… but I can’t call folks back because the phone turns off
–The one call I did manage to pick up was just the tattooed kid calling because he sat on his phone weird when he was reaching for his pipe
–And I just handed my phone to the Butcher and he’s all “Oh just do this this this this this and this and turn it off, let it sit, okay wait. Okay, turn it back on. Now try it.”
–But I’m so mad about his ability to fix my phone, especially when I was getting ready to live-blog his troubles, that I had to write this post before calling my dad back.
–Is the Butcher magic, do you think?