My family goes through cell phones like they are going out of style. Whether it is dropped in the pool (twice), or a bucket of soapy water when washing the car, or when it is stolen, dropped, lost, or gone through the washing machine, someone always needs a new phone. Now it is my turn (again). I slammed my cell phone in the car door on accident. My screen is now a pretty white and black picture of what I will title, "Shatter from the Bottom Left Corner". Here then is the moral of the story...
DON'T TEXT ME - I can't see it, or respond to it, so save me the sanity and just don't send me a message
When you call, LEAVE A MESSAGE - If I don't pick up, I can't see who called but I can check voice mail so leave a message. That way I don't wonder who made my light flash red.
If anyone has an old sprint phone, let me know. I only need it until September anyways, so it seems a waste to buy a brand new one for 4 months.
Love you from Arizona,
Meagan
1 comments:
Hey! How is AZ? Have you seen my family?
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