I'm pretty sure you just voided the warranty.

So, I'm in Tokyo, Japan on a bridge watching the trains below. There are ten tracks, easy, it's a busy hub.  If you wanted, you could hook your car up and drive on the tracks.  And as I'm standing there fascinated, I watch this yellow Lamborghini speed down the tracks and crash/ramp over the other car-trains. I immediately get on the phone and start relaying this event to my car-loving friends, appalled that anyone would drive their Lamborghini directly into stopped train traffic.

I decide to go be a tourist, so I leave the walled city of Tokyo and head out into the countryside.  I find a busy marketplace and hop on the ski-lift-like (but low to the ground, so you can hop on, hop off at will) cable car system that is running down the middle of the street.  I set my phone and a one white frilly sock on the bench next to me.  I see a shop I want to go into, so I hop off the bench and walk over.  It's dark in the shop and I'm browsing among the super cute dresses. I actually comment to myself, "these are super cute!" (something I would never say with any sincerity in real life). Every time I pull one out to look at, someone edges me out and starts looking at the same dress.  This happens three or four times and I realize that one of these rude people is Vicky, my front desk receptionist.  I'm relieved to find someone I know, but irritated that she's trying on the purple dress I liked.  On my way to the dressing room, I realize that I don't have my phone.  All I have is a little money in my pocket.  (Notably, I'm wearing my work scrubs with big pockets on the front of my shirt.) So, I quickly start heading back to the ski-lift thingy hoping it will still be on the bench with the sock.  As I leave the shop, I'm approached by a woman and a dark haired girl who ask me "do you speak English?" "Yes." "How many addresses do you need?"  "None."  "Yes you do.  How many addresses do you need?" "I don't need any addresses!"  I start walking faster to get away from them.

Then I wake up.  A little panicky about the location of my phone.