The Inevitable Lost Phone: An sace wayata

Coming back from the Association of Nigerian Authors convention, hosted in Gusau, Zamfara State (which I'll try to write more on later), I lost my handset, which was subsequently stolen in the process of me trying to find it....

So, for those of you who read this blog and know I have your number, could you send me an email with your number? Alternatively, you can try texting or phoning me in about two days once I have swapped the line and bought a new phone.

So, now I have joined the legions of others with this problem. It's so painful... arghh... The phone was the cheapest available model. I paid N3500 for it (about $30)--the thief probably won't get more than N500 for it. I would be happy to pay triple that amount to get the hundreds of numbers back.... But, alas, after about ten minutes, the ringing stopped and the network said it was switched off, likely the sim card already abandoned in a ditch.

Wayyo....

My one consolation is that I have this slightly obsessive/compulsive habit of typing up important text messages before I delete them (I used to copy numbers from the texts but I stopped doing that about a month ago; I will henceforth start doing it again), and I had copied down every number in my phone two years ago when I left, so the main numbers I need are the ones I've collected in the past five months.... which are substantial.

So, to those who know me in my real life and not just my blog, please send me your numbers....