Monday, April 26, 2010

My Droid Saves Me!

Somehow, after attending the Peoria International Beer Festival, I ended up in the suburbs of Peoria at a pizza pub. The place was packed and was hopping with excitement. I overheard some drunken lout exclaim "Thirty minutes for a pizza? No way! I want to hear it from the pizza itself! YOU BRING THAT PIZZA OUT TO EXPLAIN IT TO ME!". I laughed uncontrollably to myself at the inanity of the comment and walked out into the rain to head back to the hotel.

The hard rain drenched me as I walked to the corner to hail a cab. I soon realized that, since I was a good 6 miles from downtown Peoria where I was staying, I would not be able to hail a cab. Okay, no problem. I had prepared for that contingency. The cabbie who shuttled us to and from the Peoria International Beer Festival had given his cell number to everyone and told us that he would be on duty until 4 am and that we could call him for a ride. I took out my Motorola Droid. The battery indicator was on yellow. I made the call to Jimmy, but got no answer. He was probably still picking up people from the beer fest. I started to walk.

I consulted Google Maps on my Droid. I was 5.7 miles from my hotel. I figured that, with the rain slowing me down, I could possibly hope to be back within 3 hours. I tried to take mental notes of the route the Droid was telling me to take, for I knew that I did not have enough battery life to keep the navigation up for the entire trip. I simply continued to walk.

Some twenty minutes after calling him, I heard back from Jimmy. He wasn't sure where I was, and my description of the cross streets and nearby landmarks didn't ring any bells for him. Great. Not only was I stranded and drenched, but I was lost. Just as I was about to fall to my knees in defeat, an idea hit me. I asked Jimmy if he had an e-mail address. He did! I told him that I would get my location from Google Maps and, from there, I could e-mail him a link that would take him to a map that showed my location. Jimmy would have to go to the main office to read the e-mail, but I was convinced that it would work.

Sure enough, I eventually got a call from Jimmy telling me that he knew exactly where I was and he'd be on his way to pick me up. He cautioned me to stay were I was because I was getting dangerously close to a sketchy neighborhood. I took shelter outside of a CVS pharmacy that was closed for the night.

It wasn't long before I was sitting in the cab and heading back to the hotel. As we drove the rest of the route, I wondered what I would have done without the GPS and Google Maps features. I then wondered what I would have done if I hadn't had a cell phone to make a call to the cabbie for a ride. I didn't like the answer to either of those questions, so I tipped Jimmy big for getting me out of the rain and for helping me get back to civilization.

17 comments:

  1. Nobody ever comments on you posts, so I figured I would! :)

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  2. Awww, How sweet! You know what? I'll comment too :)

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  3. Haha. I love this story. I wish pizzas could talk. That would be DA BOMB!

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  4. If pizzas could talk, every time you cooked one, it'd be like a death in the family.

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  5. Guh! Your soo right! Gasp! I feel soo sorry for pizzas. Everybody just assumes they don't have feelings! Ughhh! What is wrong with our world?!?!

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  6. A world where pizza is misunderstood, marginalized and largely taken for granted? That's not a world I want to live in.

    Personally, I believe that the guy at the pub had assumed that all pizzas are arrogant jerks who like to keep people waiting. I don't share that belief. Only an anchovy special would be so snobby.

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  7. Pizzas are amazing creatures! They are maaaaaggggiiicaaaaaaaaaaal.. But u wanna know whats better than pizzas?

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  8. There's something better than pizzas? I dunno, pizzas are pretty damn good. But, if you know something better, my anonymous friend, don't keep it a secret.

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  9. I do know something better than Pizzas!!!! PUGS!!!!!!!!

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  10. Pugs may be cute, but I'm pretty certain that they are nowhere near as tasty as pizza.

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  11. *GASP* You think I eat pugs? I certainly do not! My favorite food is chicken and noodles... And you think pugs are cute? YEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSS!!!! Try telling that to my mom :)
    Hahahaa

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  12. Pugs are pretty cute, but, I've never met a little dog I didn't like. Though, I'm afraid I don't have any influence over what your mom thinks is cute. I just hope she thinks *I* am cute.

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  13. Same here. I love all dogs lol. And yes im almost positive my mom thinks your cute lol

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  14. Nooo. Now im positive

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  15. When she put ur webcam on full size, walked into the kitchen, got something to drink, looked at the computer from the kitchen, smiled and ran back to talk to you... And how much she talks about your eyes. lol

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