I have things to say. And surprisingly...not all good!
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
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.