now that the irritable ROCKIO seems to have DISAPPEARED, it feels safe to COME OUT AND BLOG AGAIN! and what BETTER DAY to blog than today? this morning I WAKE UP and walk outside to get nearly BLOWN AWAY by the gusty winds off the hudson! being LATE already, I decided it would be BEST to BUST IT IN A CAB to work. I sat down in the cab, and a MINUTE LATER realized I was VERY UNCOMFORTABLE because there was a LUMP BENEATH MY BUTT on the seat! lo and behold, there lay a SHINY FANCY-PANTS MOTOROLA FLIP PHONE that appeared as if OUT OF NOWHERE. my first instinct was to open it to see WHAT CARRIER IT WAS FROM. don't really know why. then I thought, if I leave the phone in the cab, the cab driver will probably HAWK IT ON EBAY. so that left the question of HOW THE HELL AM I GOING TO FIND THE OWNER OF THIS PHONE?
I devised a mean strategy of ANSWERING THIS PERSON'S PHONE CALLS for the next half hour. each time I gave the caller a very JUMBLED EXPLANATION of what was GOING ON. luckily, after a bit the phone's owner FINALLY REALIZED he LOST HIS PHONE and called. his name was B and somehow he came off like a WALL STREET TYPE (in reference to logan's previous post). alas! my hunch was correct! B *IS* a WALL STREET TYPE.
TO KEEP AN UNNECESSARILY LONG story just as long, B and I decided to meet outside my workplace after HIS WALL STREET MEETING. he called my cell, and I stood OUTSIDE looking at every WALL STREET TYPE that approached. ONCE I even pointed at some guy and held up the phone, but it wasn't B so I felt PRETTY STUPID. finally, B and his COHORT arrived. he dressed all SHARP and was FRESH FROM A MEETING. he and his cohort were VERY PLEASED to have regained his FANCY-PANTS phone, and I was PLEASED to have been of service. B asked me if he could give me some COLD HARD CASH as a thank you, but I REPEATEDLY said NO until he put his WAD OF CASH back into his SUIT.
my only regret from this experience was that I NEGLECTED TO PITCH him on PORTING OVER TO my cell phone company, which is BETTER THAN THE ONE HE USES.
-intoccabile
I randommly found a "CELLY" in the gutter oustide my former pad in CHI-cago. I just called the contact named "SHORTY" and I was like "YOU KNOW WHO THIS IS RIGHT" !!!!!!!
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