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October 27, 2006

Bad Fucking Timing!!

Let me explain how pissed I am, and then we'll celebrate!

Tonight I had plans to go out with a friend of mine. I told her as long as I could see the game; I'd be a happy gal.

So I get all beautified for a night on the town and head out to the bar. We start watching the game and I'm trying to text message others on how the Cardinals are going to kick the Tigers ass. I have a few bets riding on this game.

So, since my text messages aren't going through, I power cycle my phone (take the battery out and put it back in). Once I put the battery back in, the phone just keeps going through the boot mode, and never 100% powers on. It's fried! I hate this phone.

I am addicted to my phone. Seriously, once it started doing this, I went through immediate withdrawal!! I start messing with the phone (I have wireless experience) trying every trick I know to get it to work.

Mind you, I only know a few numbers by heart. For some reason, I know My friend B's, the Bipolar's and Morrigan's. I have no one else's number written down...they are all in my phone. I know, I used to work for a wireless company, very stupid of me!

At this point, I am pissed off. My friend is laughing, talking, having a good time and I am all pissed about my phone. Total withdrawal! Very sad!!

It never ended up working. My Cardinals won the fucking World Series!! I know I have at least 10 messages of people either congratulating me or ragging on me! Fuck! Tomorrow, I will go and port my number to another carrier, that's the only way I will get service quickly (since the phone is through work). But I'm pissed. In the big scheme of things, this isn't that big of a deal. But I am leaving for Kansas City in 12 hours, my Cards just won the World Series, and my phone is fucking fried!

I swear, I can't stand this withdrawal. I am addicted to my phone.

(Side note: I don't have a home phone. My cell is my only means of communication)


Posted by Sissy at October 27, 2006 11:14 PM | TrackBack

I'm not sure how I got to your blog, but I'm still laughing -- only because I've been there. I'm an old man whos tied to his cell. We hav a home phone which I hardly use. Everyone calls me on my cell. If it goes down or if I misplace it or I leave it on the dresser....I'm a wreck.

And I'm thrilled about the Cardinals.

Posted by: Michael Solomon at October 29, 2006 06:43 PM