Hello? Hello?

I washed my husband's cell phone two weeks ago. It was washed, spinned, rinsed and spinned again. Yep...I did a NUMBER on it....get it? Well, anyway, I can't convince him to go buy another one. I am really trying not to read anything into this.....but I must admit that random thoughts are popping into my head. Does he not want to talk to me when he's not at home? Can he really function in this day and age without one? It really makes me wonder if I've truly married a cave man. I mean he is somewhat of a throwback to the days of yore..but I'm saying even the Rifleman, the Lone Ranger and Tonto would have had a cell phone if had been possible. I can just see the Rifleman twirling his rifle in one hand and dialing with the other...can't you? And I'm sure Tonto's password on his Iphone would have been Kimosabe. True, the Lone Ranger might have had to remove his mask to text, and that would have been troublesome but still. So that brings me back to maybe my husband of many many years, just prefers to remain 'out of touch'. Yes, I could go to AT&T and buy one for him, but there are just somethings a man's gotta do on his own. So far now....it's out of sight, out of hearing, messaging or speaking. Hello? Hello?