I had just finished bragging that I had owned three iPhones and had never broken one when I dropped it on the ground and shattered the screen. Maybe it was that is was -25 degrees outside, or maybe it was karma. Whoops. My dad ruined his in a lake. We were fixing our pontoon boat and I was in the water while he handed me tools. I got out to take a break and he hopped in the water to take my place. I was the one who noticed his phone wasn’t on deck when I went to check the time. The look on his face when he realized the phone was in his pocket was priceless.