and realize how totally f-in lucky I am. Love it!
Agreed! Cheers to that!
Where’s the e-mail from HR telling us we can leave early to go celebrate Halloween weekend?
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I know everyone and their mother on Tumblr has an iPhone but for those of us that don’t, the new Blackberry 5.0 OS came out on Monday and it’s pretty sweet. Check here for updates…
Like, it died for good. So I brought it into the Verizon Store in Reston and the lady who was “helping” me really took her sweet old time. 10 minutes turned into 40, but whatever. She tried to tell me that the battery was dead, which I doubted. She finally came to the conclusion that the screen somehow was dead as well. Whatever, just give me a new one. So she did. I thought we were getting somewhere when…
She comes over as she’s setting up my e-mail account to ask me to enter my password. I see that the e-mail address that she thought was mine was really my sisters. I told her, “That’s not my e-mail address, that’s my sisters.” She looked at me for a good 10 seconds with a blank stare and said, “What?” Bitch, do I need to reiterate? That’s not my e-mail address. Then I hear her say, under her breath, “oops”. I said, “Why oops? What did you do?”. Before answering me, she decides it’s appropriate to quiz me about the whereabouts of my sister. It went a little something like this:
Her: Where is your sister?
Me: What? I don’t know?
Her: You don’t know where your sister is?
Me: Um, no? She could be anywhere I guess, why?
Her: Where does she live?
Me: She goes to school in Maryland like an hour and 1/2 away…why?
Her: Does she have a home phone?
Me: No, she lives in a dorm room. She might be in NJ at my parents house I guess, but I’ll have to call. Why do you need to know where my sister is?
Her: Oh, I activated this phone on her line, so her Blackberry is now deactivated and it will not work.
This dumb bitch activated this phone under a completely different number than the one I told her was mine in the beginning. My number is 908-797-xxxx and my sister’s is 908-295-xxxx - not even remotely close. Luckily, my sister was still at my parents house so I was able to get in touch with her via their land line to tell her what happened. Had she been driving back to school, her phone would have been completely deactivated and there would have been no way to let her know what happened.
I wish that they notified people when you unfollow them.
Might have to finally brave that Italian health care system tomorrow. Ugh.
Report back how it goes. When I was at JCU I called them prior to heading to the emergency room when I was throwing up so hard I pulled muscles. They told me I’d likely be better before I got treated so I might as well just continue sleeping in my bathtub.
My friend Steve went to the hospital in Rome where he was diagnosed with a hernia. Apparently it was pretty painful so he flew back to the US (because he wasn’t about to get surgery in Italy) only to realize that he did not have a hernia at all. Silly doctors!
I just read an article about the disappearance of Virginia Tech student Morgan Harrington and am so annoyed at some of the reader comments. If you are interested, you can find the very detailed article here. My issue with a lot of these comments is that people are so quick to blame everyone except for the individual(s) directly responsible for her disappearance.
You can’t blame JPJ, UVA, or any of her friends. I’m sick of people always pointing the fingers at who did what wrong. No re-entry policies are VERY standard and event staff can’t make exceptions if those are the rules. Friends don’t call friend’s parents when they leave an event alone unless they really believe they are in serious danger. It’s just not what people do.
It’s easy to say “they should have done this” or “they could have done that”. Whatever happened was an terribly unfortunate accident. I wish the best for Morgan and her family and for her safe return.
Note: I think it IS possible the friends could know more than they’re saying and are just terrified to admit it to the cops. If this is true, I do think they should speak up. I just don’t think it’s fair to blame them for anything that happened.