I'm going out camping, meeting my family out in the woods. I park my car and set up camp alone, then swim around a bend in the river to where my family are, and hang around with them for a while. But then I have to get back to my car, and I start to worry. The river has a fork in it, and I think I took the wrong turn. I left the keys to the car in a duffel bag that I stashed on the beach a little ways up the river, in plain sight, and if somebody found it, they could easily find the keys and find the car (my old black Subaru) in one of the parking lots and steal it, along with all my camping gear and barbecue.

Then as I'm swimming back up the river, I reach in my pocket and notice my phone. I get out and start shaking the water out of it. My niece Tova is there and says it looks like her phone. I open my hand, and it is an old flip-phone. But I know it's really my smartphone, it just looks like that.