somebody stole my cellphone

at work. I put it on the counter and then a customer came in so i did stuff and when i went to get it it was gone. It was a black person that did it too. it was either these two black girls that were about 16, or it was this white chick/black dude couple that came in. they were the only customers that i had in that time period.

i sent it a text message. I said "i know who you are and when i see you again i will stab you in the face and fuck you in the wound!"

thats fucking bullstit my phone wasnt even a week old and i already gotta go buy a new one.

 

We blacks have such itchy fingers you just can’t trust us around anything that’s not nailed down


Hotwater

 

i bet it was the girls becAuse they only wanted change for a five. they didnt buy nothing.

 

How did they look did they steal your heart as well


Hotwater

 

I know how it feels like. One of my cell phones was stolen while travelling on the bus. Two years ago. There was this gang of guys. Two of them were sitting on the stairs in front of the centre door, one was near me, another behind me I think, they had surrounded me. Another one (or maybe two) was on the seat next to where I was standing. He asked me if I was getting down at the first station. So they organized themselves. But the bus opened the doors a little before the station. They went down in a big hurry. What a group. Then I stood by the door to get down at my station and an old lady asked me if they had taken anything from my bag. It was opened. They had like hypnotized me or something, I had felt nothing. I looked quickly through my bag, the purse was there, the money was inside. No, they hadn't taken anything. Then, while walking in the street, it suddenly dawned upon me: what about my cellphone? GONE!! The bastards! I was so furious.
I called Orange to de-activate my account. Luckily it was closed and before they figured out my code they got it deactivated and they couldn't talk on it so that I would have had to pay for their talking.

 

Pfft, Death, I guarantee you anything you lost it...

I don't have a cell phone.. I can read peoples minds thousands of miles away.. I know, I'm that cool...

 

What good does it do to steal a cellphone...you don't know the phone number.

 

This is what I picture Death's cell phone looking like...

 

Haha omg


Two-niner-niner. over. Roger that. Do you copy?

 

The number is in the phone.


But it would be easy to find the thief by looking up the numbers they call.

 

Ah...see, I am new to the world of cell phones...

 

Don't feel bad Mitten, if I borrow someone's phone I spend about a half hour trying to figure out how to turn the damn thing on...

 

Haha that's why I always ask people to dial the number for me if it's a cell phone I'm not used to.

 

thats why i have a tracfone...if someone REALLY wants to steal that thing...wow...desperation...

 

I'm going to get a toy cell phone and pretend that people call me...And have a candy cigarette hanging from my mouth... I smell coolness meter exceeding 10!

 

Hahahahaha!!!!

I used to pretend to be talking on my cell when I would pass my stalker in the hall. If I didn't make eye contact or have the ability to hear him he would talk...only hover. It sucked though because one morning someone called me when I wasn't expecting it. haha

 

I bet that sucked butt...

Haha speaking of stalkers, I am about to reveal something I did that is lame that I haven't told anyone because I know I would be made fun off for eternity, but what better place then the internet...
My ex stalked me for a while after we broke up (yeah, stalk me, I know I was surprised myself) But he waited at my work for me one day and when I got there he was right there at my driver's window banging on the window, I had tinted windows so you couldnt see too much but I picked up a tape cassette and pretended it was a cell phone as if I was calling someone... So all he could see was me talking and hence he assumed it was a cell phone... so he left crying and screaming...But it worked!

 

Hahaha I love it! What cassette was it? Micheal Jackson? 'Cause you're bad! Oh that one was so lame it made me cringe. haha

 

It was a mixed tape I was queen of the mixed tapes, I still have them, a whole box full...
I still have my old Bell Biv Devoe cassette

 

that is thoroughly awesome


death, shouldn't you know better than to leave valuable things out on the counter unsupervised when there are ghetto people around? i suppose you leave your car unlocked when you aren't on deliveries too?