This has been the WORST 4th of July weekend ever. Last night, Mr. Frail and I went to the Taste of Chicago to see if we could grab some food before the fireworks. We knew there would be overhwleming crowds, and I was prepared, until I got in the middle of it. Oh, crap…I started to panic, because I’m short and don’t want to get crushed, so Mr. Frail and I got out of the mess and headed to the Museum Campus. The plan was to meet some friends out by Adler Planetarium before 9:30. We were running a little late but were going to make it just in time.
But then…the fireworks started five minutes early. Instead of sitting down where we were, Mr. Frail insisted we run down to the Planetarium and find them before the fireworks were over. At 9:30, we had reached Adler, but it was dark (duh) and we couldn’t find them. Mr. Frail used my cell phone to try to call them (some 20 feet away, of course), but it was too loud and they didn’t hear it. I put it back in my bag and convinced Mr. Frail to sit down with me. It was dark, and when the phoen slipped out of my bag (I had it on my lap), I didn’t notice. I was in a skirt, so I asked if we could move up a row so I could hang my legs over the side and not feel all scandalous about how I was sitting. We did, and though we were only a few feet away, we didn’t notice someone grabbing my phone from where it had fallen out of my bag.
After the fireworks, I realized my phone was gone, but we found my friends and tried calling my phone from their phones. A girl kept answering and hanging up. I mean, she would answer nearly every time, but hang up when I explained that I was the owner. At first I thought she was just stupid. We left a voicemail with Mr. Frail’s number so that she could call and tell us where she had my phone. We got nothing, so we eventually went home. I sent a text message to my phone from my computer, saying “Please call [Mr. Frail’s number].” The Stupid Bitch sent me back an email saying, “no.” I sent another telling her that I would disable my phone immediately and to please help me, then I disabled my phone via the Cingular site.
I’ve heard nothing today. Now, why the HELL wouldn’t she help me? It’s the fucking fourth of July weekend, and I have no phone whatsoever. I can’t call my family. I can’t even get a replacement phone until tomorrow. The phone has run out of charge by now, service is locked, and the phone is useless to her. Doesn’t she know how much she’s hurting someone, for basically no gain on her part?
I guess shit happens. But I simply can’t understand someone not helping a person get a lost cell phone back. It falls in with basic human decency, and Stupid Bitch has none. What’s the cheapest way to get through this? I’ll be going in to work late tomorrow because I’m going to Cingular first thing. I’d have spent today going anywhere in the city to retrieve my phone…which has all my numbers, my pictures…everything. Fucking Stupid Bitch! I hope the same thing happens to her some day and that karma just kicks her ugly ass and laughs.