How about the whole thing, starting with why in the world you would fly to Va. to see Black Panther. Sounds like a good story.
Why would I? Did you miss the part about how the day didn't go the way I planned? A key item was the trace of frozen precipitation, with threw JMU into a tizzy. But at least I got my phone back this morning. And I saved the boarding pass listing my name as MichaelK Catoe. How many (valid) phone numbers do you still have in your head at this point? Not that it's easy to find a public phone any more anyway.
Schadenfreude, I guess, as long as the misfortune is on the comical side. I'm getting a bit more of a picture, assuming JMU is this.
As to your question: about a half dozen. And that doesn't include my son or daughter. But it does include my doctor and dentist because they aren't in my contacts.
Many more than that. Including my younger son and daughter, and I would recognize the others, and including, strangely enough, the number we had until I was 9 and the numbers we had between then and when I went to college. The first two of those "numbers" were of the old style, where the first two elements were letters with some local significance.