It's frightening how quickly we've become accustomed to EVERYONE having a cellphone, and how useless we become if it's broken or out of battery or accidentally left at home or whatever. Yeesh.

Funny you should say this...

I stopped by the Miracleborns' place on my way home today. As I got out of the car, I dropped my cell phone. In a puddle. It is very, very dead. I took it to Cingular, and the guys took pity on me and tried to use compressed air to dry out the phone and get it working again, but...yeah. NSM. They tried everything and finally declared it DOA. Since I don't have a landline anymore and use this number for personal and business, I pretty much had no choice but to buy a new one. So much for making a dent in my credit card this month. I'll be lucky to break even. Fuckity.

ETA: Eep! Be safe, libkitty! Be well, S&S's kitty! My sister in shiny, sj!

Cell phone insurance. I swear by it. Then again I have run over my cell phone, so I recognize that I am clumsier than most.

I've never heard of cell phone insurance. Of course, I am the last living person not to own a cellphone, so that is perhaps not surprising.

The shitty thing is that it was still under warranty, but not "no fault" warranty, like I'd thought. I thought I *had* cell phone insurance. Again, nsm.

Heh. Coming back from Tucson, I noticed the front glass on my RAZR was cracked. I thought I still had time to get the phone insurance on our plan, but no. The option to put that on our phones ran out a few days before.

So, mine at least still works (sorry, Kristin), but it now has a little strip of black gaff tape on the front.

Do I need to remind y'all that Ozymandias ate my cell phone? Insurance does not cover that. I asked. I should have told them it was stolen.

Clearly I had to remind y'all twice.

Yeah. It's just money I don't have. As usual. I really need to start dealing drugs or something for some extra fun money. Oh yeah, I said it.

Hey, if you feel like franchising, I've got rent to pay.