I just got off the phone with Nextel Customer Service. About 20 minutes ago, someone stole my cell phone right from my cubicle. I know who the person was. I want to break something. I want to scream at the top of my lungs.
For months I've wanted to upgrade my phone. Last year, the i870 came out for the ghastly price of $349. Each time I thought about buying it, I couldn't justify spending so much money on a phone. My i860 cost around $280, but that was long ago when I liked spending money.
On the phone, Nextel says they will replace my i860 with the i870...a phone that I've wanted for years. It will cost me $100 for the deductible. The only other cost...dealing with the aftermath of being robbed.
I've never been mugged, had my house invaded, or lost a significant amount of money to embezzlement. There's an empty, gut-wrenching, helpless feeling you get when someone has taken something from you. It makes you want to cry, scream, grab a shotgun, all at the same time.
It's hard to offer your rage to God, when all you can think about is grabbing a baseball bat and exacting my own form of justice.
I know how Bill Foster feels.
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