(Loaning Laura Omar for advanced smitage...trust me, he'll...handle things.)
'Bushwhacked'
Spike's Bitches 33: Weeping, crawling, blaming everybody else
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
I didn't get far with Sprint on the phone, except to turn off service. You'd think a fancy schmancy phone like that could be wiped remotely. I'm stopping by their store after I pick up Bobby at the bus stop. The people in the store are more helpful than the ones on the phone, and really, so tired of being on the phone today.
It is probably good that Brendon is out of town because he would be driving up and down streets looking to find and smash the guy. And really, as satisfying as it would be for him, this wouldn't end well.
Yeah, Sprint's phone service blows the largest of the donkey balls.
Dang, you guys are good smiters. There's really nothing left except to add but my 'me too.'
That just sucks, Laura. The laughing makes it worse, but it also makes it clear that he's not all that smart, because anyone should know that would infuriate people enough to make them really try to track him down. Hopefully this idiocy will translate to him not finding the menus.
He's stupid to keep it. But crime makes you stupid.
((Laura)) Crap. That is just a rotten thing. I hope the people at Sprint can help you easily and without drama at least.
Yikes, what a huge pain, Laura. And the laughing is the evil icing on the cake. I hope they get caught pronto.
I went back to the grocery store and spoke to the cop on duty. They don't start until 9am so he wasn't there yet this morning. He said he should get the report tonight or tomorrow morning and he'll check the video tape from the ATM. He had to have driven by there, and if I have any luck he stopped and used the ATM before he stole my purse. The cop dude was very sweet. I'm just sick about the whole thing.
{{{Laura}}} I am sorry that you are feeling sick over this, and I am sorry your DH isn't there to make you feel better. I really hope they catch the asshat.