Or for those of you choosing not to live life as a piece of French New Wave cinema...
The cell is dead.
Not that it should come as any surprise to anyone, but if you want you can let out a "Quelle surprise!" who am I to stop you?
It was only 5 years old. On it's, I dunno, 6th or 7th face. Had no antenna, no send button, it was due.
What really sucks is that I got lazy and all my numbers were stored on there, so later today I am going to send a lovely bulk mailing to those whose numbers I haven't recovered from my memory. Actually, I might just send all so that I can clean out my address book while I am at it. I can get a few because I can look online at my log, but I'd rather bug people. Interestingly enough to are 2 numbers that called me in the past 3 weeks that I do not know who they belong to, no guess at all. I thought about calling them to see who they are, but I'm not that brave. Also, there are a couple from plenty of fish, that I don't want to accidentally talk to at all.
Speaking of plenty of fish, I completely deleted my profile there. Nothing but a hassle really...
So, they (my co-workers) got lunch, didn't ask me, pas c'est de surprise! Again with the chances and the not being asked, ugh!
I will be getting a new phone, maybe today, but probably not until next week.
Nose to grindstone...now...well, sorta J