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Aug 06, 2008 12:25

I left my cell phone on the beach today. That's the first time in the 7 or so years that I've had a cell phone that I've lost it.

I didn't deactivate it right away...it was turned off, so I hoped somebody had found it and would call the number that said "home," like I did when I found a cell phone.

When I started calling and it started ringing, I decided to deactivate it.

Between the time I made this decision and the time my dad deactivated my account from home, the jerk made two international calls. To CUBA. Then he made 5 more international calls, which I won't be charged for.

I saw a Cuban on the beach. One who came recently, and would therefore have a lot of reason to call family there. He was the oh so nice cabana boy who helped me look for my phone when I realized I had lost it and went down.

The outgoing calls didn't start until after we had left him.

We're gonna call the numbers this person called, and try to get his name or something.

If it's him, I'm gonna spit in this guy's freakin' face. My uncle's been tipping him like mad this whole trip. If he did this, he's lower than low. I have no sympathy. Even if he is from Cuba.
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