My son came unplugged.

M'boy lost his phone. Again. From the Dept. of Irony: it was powered up - something you can never take for granted with my son's phone - when I dialed it, but I couldn't hear it either in my apartment or the Sanctimobile. He's going a bit meshuggah from screen deprivation. Ex has been notified, and said she'd help. I'm not in a hurry to help him replace it, though, and I bet Ex isn't either, modern convenience be damned.

You see, he loves to fidget with everything. Hello, Aspie stimming, or as I've called it for years, "feely feely". Then he forgets what's in his hands and leaves it wherever he happens to be standing, a phenomenon which I long ago dubbed "la la la drop"; it got old for me many years ago.

I'm pretty sure he doesn't have Find My Phone installed. My only hope? Metro's Lost & Found, or blind luck.

ETA: He found it under his bed at his mother's house. Somehow she didn't hear it when either of us dialed.