Uggh!
Is it March yet?
My cell phone keeps presenting me with a white screen of death rather than a cute drunken picture of me, T and John. My contract isn't up until March and if I buy a new phone I'll be paying some crazy price for a phone that I will drop into the toilet eventually.
The worst part? When my phone signals to me that I have a text message but I can't read it.
GAAAAAAAAAH. Please send flowers and monetary donations...or a straitjacket...I will need all of them to stay sane.
My cell phone keeps presenting me with a white screen of death rather than a cute drunken picture of me, T and John. My contract isn't up until March and if I buy a new phone I'll be paying some crazy price for a phone that I will drop into the toilet eventually.
The worst part? When my phone signals to me that I have a text message but I can't read it.
GAAAAAAAAAH. Please send flowers and monetary donations...or a straitjacket...I will need all of them to stay sane.
Labels: cell phone, evil verizon, insanity, pleas for money
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