Yesterday I went to lunch and the lunch place is right next to petco so i went in to get Sam some cookies and he goes friggen berserk when we go there; running around like a loony bin excited. I got discombobulated and my phone fell out of my pocket. Now i lose my phone like 90 times a day (I hope Dan doesn't read this) but I didn't realize it, I go do my business come back to the car and realize my phone is missing. In the meantime this dude in a van pulls up and tells me to park my car straight (I never park straight; I have more important things to worry about like playing scrabble on my iphone with strangers while driving). In any case he asks me to park straight and I say like a typical Boston driver : "What do you care?". He says "I want to park there". In my defense, I was within the lines just not straight. Anywho, I park straight and continue looking for my phone. I decide to call it thinking it dropped in my car. A guy answers the phone. I say "oh I must have the wrong number". He says "did you just lose your phone?". I look over and its the guy from the van on my phone. He gets out of his car and gives me the phone and says "I know how it feels I lose my phone all the time, happy thanksgiving" and gives me my phone back. How much of an asshole am I?
Just wondering what you called your phone on? Do you have a back-up phone? Funny story - these are the things that keep us humbled. And your friend who prompted you to start a blog was right on.
ReplyDeleteI have a work phone which is locked down with so much security i have to have my own phone for personal matters such as looking for my personal phone. hahaha
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