Once upon a time there was a cell phone.
It was just sitting quietly on the counter, minding its own business.
Then, all of a sudden, a big, giant, chubby, sticky hand grabbed it.
The hand carried the phone around for a while, pushing its buttons and banging it on stuff. Then the big hand opened the dishwasher, and the big face had a big grin on it.
Next thing the phone knew...bam...the door shut. The phone was so confused.
The water swished and sprayed all over the poor phone. Soap was everywhere, bubbles were everywhere, and it was so loud.
It seemed like hours went by. Finally, the phone just went to sleep.
The next morning, a woman was looking all over the house for her phone. The big, chubby faced boy, told the woman to follow him.
The door to the dishwasher finally opened, the big chubby hand reached in and once again grabbed the phone. The big grin was there too. The chubby hand showed the phone to the woman with pride.
The woman was not grinning, her face had a look of shock, some panic, and disbelief. It was quite the face, the phone was worried for the woman. Then the woman began counting to ten...weird.
The phone was slowly taken apart and set on dry towels. Aahhh, it felt good to be dry. The woman seemed sad and very worried that the phone was sleeping.
Hours went by. The phone was so tired, and didn't want to work anymore.
Then, out of the clear blue sky, the phone woke up. It felt great. In fact, it decided to ring and beep and let everyone know it was all clean and feeling awesome!
The woman once again looked shocked and amazed! She continued to push buttons and inspect the phone. She kept saying the word "miracle." She smiled.
And so the phone lives on....much cleaner than before, and it also hangs out on a much higher shelf.