Donna Lundy

Getting out of the car to pay for gas, my cell phone dropped onto the concrete and busted. Doggone it! It still works, but the display part – what do you call that? – is cracked and you cannot see anything, like who is calling or how many voicemails you have. So I guess I have to get a new one.

Of course, the phone company says that my contract doesn’t allow an upgrade yet and I didn’t have insurance on it – that’s a rip off and you know it! – so it is up to me to find something on the internet or maybe “Wally’s World of Wonderous Things” and I hate shopping there, but when you want something cheap, that’s the place to go.

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