Have you joined my incredibly non-annoying, once-in-a-while email newsletter?
Son. Of. A. Bitch.
If I had your number in my phone (if I ever called or texted you, chances are, I did,) can you shoot me an email with your number again? Use whatever email you like, just so long as I get your number again.
I seriously feel so freakin’ disconnected right now. Stupid cell phone. Why hasn’t someone made a device that beeps if you’re more than 10 feet away from it?
It’s in a cab. I know it is.
Back up your numbers, people. My tip of the day. On the plus side, it goes right to voice mail if I call it, so that means someone shut it off. And they probably didn’t know that I have a auto-restart lock on it, so it’s now useless to them. Ha.
Either way, though, annoying as hell.
Sigh. Email me your phone numbers…
