We now turn to the tale of Ernesto Londoño, staff writer for the Washington Post.
It seems as though Ernesto meets this woman, and asked her for a date on the following night.
He records this woman's phone number on his BlackBerry. Only on his BlackBerry, people.
And then, we fast forward to the night of the date. Two hours before.
He comes home from a bike ride, unclips his BlackBerry in the general vicinity of his latrine, and then guess what.
You got it.
After frantically pulling his BlackBerry out of the eww, gross.. he can no longer navigate his BB to where he has stored his date's phone number.
The solution? Dipping his BlackBerry in rice.
Rice, you see, sucks out moisture.
The cool news was that Ernesto was able to quickly retrieve his date's phone number. Kind of heroic and chivalrous, don't you think?
Must have worked. As he reports, they are going out on another date.