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AND BEHOLD, but there was PHONE
Aug. 14th, 2013 08:07 amFirst: A timeline:
2007: Recession! Family stops paying phone bill. Strings Verizon along for six months before they cut our service (on the week of my birthday, no less, precipitating the first significant depressive episode I had.)
Through 2009: we make due with skype, email, and leeched wifi. I develope a terminal allergy to contract-anything.
Summer 2009: HOORAY, my mom wins a workman's compensation case against her noxious former employer. My parents procede to live well beyond their means, while I pick up the cheapest AT&T pay-as-you-go-phone you could get in 2009.
Summer 2009: My shitty phone shows up on an episode of Burn Notice as, you guessed it, a shitty burner phone.
Through 2013: I eventually change to the monthly payment contract-free phone, because texting is otherwise expensive.
February 2013: I run the old gray mare through the washing machine and dryer. She does not make it. Pick up a replacement at Target.
July 2013: I drop the replacement, mostly breaking it.
One week later: The replacement goes inexplicably missing.
Recently: THREE! WEEKS! BETWEEN! PAYCHECKS!
Monday: Place an order for the $79 subsidized phone with republic wireless.
Yesterday: Receive and set up phone (ANDROID!!!!) during a power outage at work.
Now: (The important bit)
I have had previously a number of your phone numbers. They were lost with the demise of the Richmond Phone (c. 2009) which sim card was not salvageable after the washer incident.
Comments are screened, leave me your number if you want me to have your number and I'll text you with mine. Or email - boosette@gmail (POSTAL ADDRESSES ARE ALSO DESIRED I would like to send occasional presents and postcards and letters without having to tip you off due to I AM SNEAKY.)
2007: Recession! Family stops paying phone bill. Strings Verizon along for six months before they cut our service (on the week of my birthday, no less, precipitating the first significant depressive episode I had.)
Through 2009: we make due with skype, email, and leeched wifi. I develope a terminal allergy to contract-anything.
Summer 2009: HOORAY, my mom wins a workman's compensation case against her noxious former employer. My parents procede to live well beyond their means, while I pick up the cheapest AT&T pay-as-you-go-phone you could get in 2009.
Summer 2009: My shitty phone shows up on an episode of Burn Notice as, you guessed it, a shitty burner phone.
Through 2013: I eventually change to the monthly payment contract-free phone, because texting is otherwise expensive.
February 2013: I run the old gray mare through the washing machine and dryer. She does not make it. Pick up a replacement at Target.
July 2013: I drop the replacement, mostly breaking it.
One week later: The replacement goes inexplicably missing.
Recently: THREE! WEEKS! BETWEEN! PAYCHECKS!
Monday: Place an order for the $79 subsidized phone with republic wireless.
Yesterday: Receive and set up phone (ANDROID!!!!) during a power outage at work.
Now: (The important bit)
I have had previously a number of your phone numbers. They were lost with the demise of the Richmond Phone (c. 2009) which sim card was not salvageable after the washer incident.
Comments are screened, leave me your number if you want me to have your number and I'll text you with mine. Or email - boosette@gmail (POSTAL ADDRESSES ARE ALSO DESIRED I would like to send occasional presents and postcards and letters without having to tip you off due to I AM SNEAKY.)
