I came to the living room and my ringtone was coming from one of the couches in my living room. So I look everywhere, under the cushions, under the pillow, inside the cracks, and nothing. Then it rang again, and I followed the sound, only to find that my cell phone had been trapped inside the frame of the couch, in the deep darkness of the inside structure.
I tried to reach it by inserting my arm inside the space where the seat and the back meet, and nearly lost a limb. Desperately, I realized that the only solution would be to cut the back of the couch, and then I pondered what would be me bigger loss: to lose a couch or my cell phone.
It was a quick decision, and I sliced that bitch like there was no tomorrow.
