Careless

A particular friend was on his phone while filling up forms at the post office.

He completes the form, hands it in.

Leaves.

Back in his car, he fumbles in his pocket.

Where is it? Where did I put it?

Frantic, he drives back to the post office.













His handphone is gone.

Disappeared.

No, stolen.

The nice guy at the counter tried calling his number.

Nothing.

Great.

I can only imagine the agony of not having your handphone with you. =.=











Now, he's demanding...

...I get him an iPhone.

HAH.

If I had the money, I'd get me an iPhone. >.<

So.

Don't be careless, people.

Comments

Anonymous said…
Hahaha! And I can guess very well WHO he is. :P

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