If you think about it, it wasn’t so terribly long ago in geological terms that if you mentioned “charging my phone” to someone it would have meant nothing to them whatsoever. It was only 1984 when people were lining up to buy a gigantic brick of a consumer cell phone —the Motorola DynaTAC 8000X— for $4,000.
Now we charge them at work, school, with portable chargers— and sometimes in strange places we discover just in the nick of time.
One night last winter I forgot this guy’s address on my way to where he was waiting for me to go to dinner. Then my phone shut off with the red battery of death just as I was about to use it to refresh my memory about his exact address — on the very street where I was standing.
What to do? I had already accidentally blown this guy off for a previous date. One date is forgivable. Two, and your are out the door.
The possibility crossed my mind to start knocking on random doors.
“Excuse me, do you know a guy around here who is about this tall <hold up hand> with black curly hair and nicely built named James? I have a date with him, can’t remember his address, and my phone…”
I was in a strange neighborhood. There were no open businesses in sight.
Finally, an idea: I assumed someone along the way had the foresight to put an outlet on their garage so they could vacuum their car, run electric hedge clippers, etc.
So I walked through an alley until I found a garage with an outlet on it. And there I stood, trying to look nonchalant in case anyone called the cops. (“I know it looks strange, officer, but I prefer to charge my phone outside at night in the dead of Chicago’s winter.”)
It worked. Finally.
Anyway, here’s a guy in New Jersey who takes the I-need-an-electrical-outlet thing even farther than that jerk who charges his phone on-stage during Broadway plays. (See below for video about that incident.)
Police in New Jersey announced details late Tuesday of a bizarre break-in that took place in May.
Authorities say the suspect, Jason Hubbard, broke into the Adamcewicz home on Ellenel Boulevard in Spotswood and camped out under the bed in a spare room for as many as five days.
Just before 7 p.m. on May 10, police responded to a 911 for a report of an intruder in the house.
Upon arrival, officers came in contact with Hubbard in the home. Police subsequently placed him under arrest for criminal trespass.
“He was hiding upstairs underneath the bed, in my daughter’s bedroom,” Margaret Adamcewicz said. “He used to date my daughter five years ago…It didn’t end well…He didn’t say why he came back. He just picked our house to hide out in. He didn’t have a home to live in.
“Further investigation revealed that Hubbard entered the home through an open door when one resident was taking out the garbage. After entering the house, he proceeded into the spare bedroom, where he stayed under the bed for days. He also began charging his four cell phones utilizing an electric outlet under the bed.
Four cell phones? Perhaps a down-on-his-luck phone salesman? Drug dealer in a sales slump? International spy hiding out under a bed in suburban New Jersey?
Source: Police: Man breaks into Spotswood home, camps out for days, charges 4 phones | abc7chicago.com