I LOST MY *&^% PHONE!

I don’t know what is worse losing your credit cards or you cell phone. I know I should shay losing your credit cards.  BUT I NEED MY PHONE!  It not only has priceless pictures or my Batman collection but it has all my games to!  I miss my games.

On Wednesday evening I was texting with a friend about 4:30.  After our conversation I was doing a few other things all while thinking about somewhere I needed to be about 6:30.  The time to go came up and I grabbed my coat keys and WHERE IS MY PHONE?  No problem I said to myself and 30 minutes later it was a problem.  WHERE IS MY PHONE?

I went to my meeting and told my tale of whoa, while my friends kidded me about it then said, oh you’ll find it.  WRONG ROTARY PHONE BREATH.

I got home and started the search, my wife help looking under the couch, between the seat cushions.  I retraced my steps leaving no stone unturned and alas all I found was some loose change in the seat cushions. SCORE

Now I am here at KOOL 103.9 contemplating what to do next, search some more or just go purchase another phone.  Not a great way to start my day, but it could be worse WRONG AGAIN CRACKED SCREEN BREATH!

I WANT MY DANG PHONE!

Today on the morning show we talked compulsive buying and how much it cost us.  Plus Gold Medal Hockey!

Stupid new:  No the loss of my phone is not included!  A lottery win: A nasty divorce and a tiny bathroom at a big price.

 

Laff lines: Jeff Dye on being immature