Oh you crack me up

I was sitting outside Redbones this evening with my sister and I was texting someone about a job interview tomorrow that I have.  Anyway, this guy walks up to me and asked if I was a drug dealer because drug dealers all have phones like mine so they can get in touch with their clients.  

Now if I was a drug dealer, two things would not be happening.

1.  I wouldn't be worried about a job interview I have tomorrow.

2.  I wouldn't be using a piece of crap phone from Sprint.