My Dear Razr!
So my one year old nephew drooled all over my cell phone the other day. And as it turns out, I had to give it in for repair and now I have this crappy loaner phone from the phone company and really, this loaner phone belongs in 1962!Everyone who knows me knows that me and my phone are attached at the hip. I constantly have it in sight or in my hand or in my back pocket. Just in case my Mommy calls from India coz she calls whenever she feels like it coz let's face it, she still hasn't figured out the concept of the time difference between here and there. And I wouldn't want to miss any call from her coz everyone who knows me also knows how much I miss her. And now, I can't even access all the text messages that she sent me from India coz I had them saved on my phone and not on my SIM!
Who takes 10 business days to repair a stupid cell phone anyway?
I'm done complaining.
Just before I go, I just realized that eating dinner alone is not the worst thing ever. It's watching your other, slightly better half's favourite show without your other, slightly better half that really sucks.
posted by S @ 6:53 PM
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