Cell Phone Saga

Ok..

So last week I somehow managed to lose my *&#$% cell phone. To truly understand the idiocy of this event, I must fill in some background information.

On May 25th, Shiela and I were supposed to have our first ultrasound to see our little beanie. That was abruptly rescheduled after we wound up in the emergency room at Beth Israel. It seems my asthma had triggered a chain reaction resulting in a pulmonary embolism scare and a high blood pressure issue. After an afternoon in the ER, including an EKG, an xray (sorry, bean) and lots of bloodwork, I was given a clean bill of health and we were sent on our way.

Anywho.. after we got released, we were both absolutely starving since we both skipped lunch. So we decided to stop at the Cheesecake Factory at the Cambridgeside Galleria. Our defenses were down and the young guy at the Verizon Wireless booth managed to snag us. We were wild and crazy and defected from Cingular without a second thought and signed up for a new service and each got new phones.

Being the tech-freak that I am, I noticed a buzzing in the earpiece of the phone almost immediately. After I tuned into it, it drove me nuts. I checked shiela's.. same problem. I checked becky's... same problem. I finally couldn't take it anymore and on June 1, I upgraded the phone to the next system up.. all was happy in my world and i was downloading ringtones to my heart's delight!

June 21-ish.

I lost the *&#$^ phone. I have no idea what happened. I had it when I left for work in the morning.. I specifically remember it in my hand as I unlocked the truck door. I then drove to McD's for a quick mcgriddle and then on to work. I worked a half day and when I left at noon to drive down to CT for amy's graduation, I couldn't find the dumb thing. I figured that it must have been on my desk at work or at home and my memory from the morning was just pg-brain or something. So I went to CT and then stayed overnight at my mom's so I could go to a meeting in New Britain on Thursday morning.. feeling totally naked and unprepared for any crisis that I might come across in my travels.

I've torn apart the truck, my office desk, home.. I even asked McD's if a cell phone had been picked up. I gave it the weekend.. totally blocking that it might really be gone. The fact that it hasn't been used leads me to believe that it wasn't stolen and that it's under a cat or something..

So today I finally gave in and called Verizon. It turned out that to file a claim with the insurance, I had to have a police report number.. OH MY LORD.. what a waste of time! So I called the Arlington Police Station and talked to Detective Proctor (Badge #292) and got a police report filed and got the dumb number for the dumb insurance. I called Verizon's insurance place back and spent a good half hour on the phone answering questions.

Now.. how dumb did I feel telling them that my purchase date was June 1, 2006.. yes.. less than a month ago.. yes.. i lost it and am filing a claim for a new one.. yes.. i'm a loser..

Then the funny part! The model phone that I had (LG VX8100) is no longer available.. it's been 25 days!

Twenty.Five.Days.

So I get an upgrade to the phone that replaced that old dinosaur that they sold me as "best of the best" just 25 days ago. Unfortunately (wait for it...).. the phone is backordered.

&@^#$% CELL PHONES!!!!!