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I really don't.
I got on the train home from NYC this morning at 8:00ish, and couldn't find my phone. I realized then that I had left it in Penn station. Now that I reflect on it, it would have been better to get off the train (it hadn't actually left but it was about to) and grab the phone, because even if I had missed the train and had been late to rehearsal, it would have been better to at least have my phone. But no, that would be the intelligent thing to do. Then again, it could have been picked up by then anyways. This is New York. Or actually, maybe I lost it somewhere else besides my seat in the waiting area, so I wouldn't have been able to find it at all.
So I went down to Center City after rehearsal, to the Verizon store to get a new phone. Except that they're closed on Sundays.
So I went to Liberty Place and bought a watch, because for the past semester my cell phone had been functioning as my watch.
But even if I get a phone tomorrow, which may or may not be the case, seeing as it's MLK day tomorrow and the stores might be closed, I'm still screwed because I've lost everyone's number. It'll take forever to get them all back, even if I don't need a lot of them anymore. I have a lot of friends' numbers on it. Or had.
It's not fair. I really don't have the time for this. Or the patience. Or the sanity. I keep on losing things and it's not cool anymore (not that it ever was). I'm at one of the greatest universities in the country, and they're supposed to only let in intelligent people. And yet I keep on losing things. Expensive things.
Oh, I also don't have the money for this. How am I ever going to be financially independent if I'm this absent-minded/stupid/unlucky? How will I be able to afford to live if I can't keep track of my posessions?
Well, according to Mom, the phone insurance covers lost phones, but there's supposed to be a police report. Which I can't file, because I'm in Philly. But she's supposed to take care of it.
Oh yeah, I'm also supposed to have either my intro, or my essays, or more of the JWST paper (or all of the above) done by tonight/tomorrow. I don't know if stupidity counts as a good excuse for any of these being missing. "Sorry, Ben. I didn't have time to finish my work for this week because I lost my cell phone in New York." Or better yet, my application for Harvard Div will be late, due to my stupidity. I bet I'll be a shoe-in!
Oh, and if anyone wants to send me their cell phone number number (I guess assuming you're someone whose number I had in the first place, or if you want me to have your number now) my e-mail is theyellowhobbit[at]gmail[dot]com.
Now to spend the rest of the day curled up in a little ball on my bed, at least until SNL at 7:00
I got on the train home from NYC this morning at 8:00ish, and couldn't find my phone. I realized then that I had left it in Penn station. Now that I reflect on it, it would have been better to get off the train (it hadn't actually left but it was about to) and grab the phone, because even if I had missed the train and had been late to rehearsal, it would have been better to at least have my phone. But no, that would be the intelligent thing to do. Then again, it could have been picked up by then anyways. This is New York. Or actually, maybe I lost it somewhere else besides my seat in the waiting area, so I wouldn't have been able to find it at all.
So I went down to Center City after rehearsal, to the Verizon store to get a new phone. Except that they're closed on Sundays.
So I went to Liberty Place and bought a watch, because for the past semester my cell phone had been functioning as my watch.
But even if I get a phone tomorrow, which may or may not be the case, seeing as it's MLK day tomorrow and the stores might be closed, I'm still screwed because I've lost everyone's number. It'll take forever to get them all back, even if I don't need a lot of them anymore. I have a lot of friends' numbers on it. Or had.
It's not fair. I really don't have the time for this. Or the patience. Or the sanity. I keep on losing things and it's not cool anymore (not that it ever was). I'm at one of the greatest universities in the country, and they're supposed to only let in intelligent people. And yet I keep on losing things. Expensive things.
Well, according to Mom, the phone insurance covers lost phones, but there's supposed to be a police report. Which I can't file, because I'm in Philly. But she's supposed to take care of it.
Oh yeah, I'm also supposed to have either my intro, or my essays, or more of the JWST paper (or all of the above) done by tonight/tomorrow. I don't know if stupidity counts as a good excuse for any of these being missing. "Sorry, Ben. I didn't have time to finish my work for this week because I lost my cell phone in New York." Or better yet, my application for Harvard Div will be late, due to my stupidity. I bet I'll be a shoe-in!
Oh, and if anyone wants to send me their cell phone number number (I guess assuming you're someone whose number I had in the first place, or if you want me to have your number now) my e-mail is theyellowhobbit[at]gmail[dot]com.
Now to spend the rest of the day curled up in a little ball on my bed, at least until SNL at 7:00
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