Dec 09, 2008 23:51
Some cunt, if you'll pardon my abuse of the phrase, has stolen my mobile phone. I know this because it was in my bag when i started work and not there at lunchtime. This coincides most curiously with the notice left on the staffroom door telling us valuables are left at our own risk.
I'm not actually that cross at not having a phone except now anyone who wants to call me will have to use my landline which sucks cause i sound stupid over the phone and prefer to text. It's the fact that some one has a, rifled through my bag and b, turned my phone off so has at least pressed two of it's buttons. More to the point i had numbers on there for people i'm not going to be able to contact at all now and photos that i'm never going to see again. Luckily most of my good "arty" like pictures i've already saved to computer but i've lost all my new ones from Holland, all the "Suckers" backstage shots, the me-as-Harley pictures and a naked one of Jack. It's the picture part that really really pisses me off, both not being able to take new ones when it's what i do and the idea that someone has access to all my old ones.
And of course i have no money for a new phone. I liked that phone as a camera and liked having one that could play Doomsday when i got a text. I also liked being able to trust my workmates but probably it was foolish of me to do so anyway so nevermind that one.
Excuse me if i throw a little tantrum. but I want my fucking phone back and i want it back now!!!!