I LOST MY GLOBE! ARRRRRGH!!!
Please help me re-build my Contact List.
Send me your cell# at: budj (@) rocketmail (dot) com
Thank you.
Ugh!
I lost my cellphone in Starbucks, Greenhills (the one beside Chili's). I must have been too sleepy to notice that it fell out of my pocket.
I was at work til 10am yesterday. I rushed home, took a bath, dressed up, then went with my mom and Brandie to meet up with family friends. After lunch, we went to Starbucks and that's where I lost my phone.
I noticed that I didn't have my phone as we turned the corner. So, we rushed back. That must have only taken 5 minutes. Maybe less. By the time we came back, the table was already clean and my cellphone could not be found. The busboy who cleaned up our area said he didn't see any cellphone. Even the guard said he didn't notice anything.
Bummer.
It's just annoying how people can be so dishonest.
I wish that whoever got that cellphone will put it to good use. Maybe he'll use the money to buy food for his family or buy medicine for his dying grandmother. And if his grandmother is already dead, may she rise from the grave and eat his brain.
It's also annoying how much info is lost because of that cellphone.
Aside from all the names and numbers, it also contains pictures from birthdays and weddings and parties. It also contains a whole lot of important messages that I didn't want to delete. The hardware can easily be replaced. It's those other things that matter more.
It's annoying how I've stopped making an effort to remember things because of that cellphone.
When I got that Nokia 6630 last year, I started to use it as a notebook as well. Under each contact list, I would include little note; like the names of the children of that particular friend and their birthdates and addresses as well. Now, I don't even know my own home phone number. I don't remember my mom and brother's cell #s as well. Crazy.
One comedian in Conan O'Brien's show said, "Do you remember that time when you knew your friend's phone number? When was that dark age?! I've got an ancient cellphone. All it can do is text and call. I'm afraid that one day, I'll be walking down the street and some guy will hover right next to me and I'll ask, `How can you do that?` And he'll just shrug and say, `I don't know. My cellphone does it!` "
Crazy.
Annoying.
Happy New Year.
(And don't forget to send me your cell#)
Please help me re-build my Contact List.
Send me your cell# at: budj (@) rocketmail (dot) com
Thank you.
Ugh!
I lost my cellphone in Starbucks, Greenhills (the one beside Chili's). I must have been too sleepy to notice that it fell out of my pocket.
I was at work til 10am yesterday. I rushed home, took a bath, dressed up, then went with my mom and Brandie to meet up with family friends. After lunch, we went to Starbucks and that's where I lost my phone.
I noticed that I didn't have my phone as we turned the corner. So, we rushed back. That must have only taken 5 minutes. Maybe less. By the time we came back, the table was already clean and my cellphone could not be found. The busboy who cleaned up our area said he didn't see any cellphone. Even the guard said he didn't notice anything.
Bummer.
It's just annoying how people can be so dishonest.
I wish that whoever got that cellphone will put it to good use. Maybe he'll use the money to buy food for his family or buy medicine for his dying grandmother. And if his grandmother is already dead, may she rise from the grave and eat his brain.
It's also annoying how much info is lost because of that cellphone.
Aside from all the names and numbers, it also contains pictures from birthdays and weddings and parties. It also contains a whole lot of important messages that I didn't want to delete. The hardware can easily be replaced. It's those other things that matter more.
It's annoying how I've stopped making an effort to remember things because of that cellphone.
When I got that Nokia 6630 last year, I started to use it as a notebook as well. Under each contact list, I would include little note; like the names of the children of that particular friend and their birthdates and addresses as well. Now, I don't even know my own home phone number. I don't remember my mom and brother's cell #s as well. Crazy.
One comedian in Conan O'Brien's show said, "Do you remember that time when you knew your friend's phone number? When was that dark age?! I've got an ancient cellphone. All it can do is text and call. I'm afraid that one day, I'll be walking down the street and some guy will hover right next to me and I'll ask, `How can you do that?` And he'll just shrug and say, `I don't know. My cellphone does it!` "
Crazy.
Annoying.
Happy New Year.
(And don't forget to send me your cell#)