The DOUFO

DOUFO
Daves Out. Underground. 
Freaking Out. 

My cell phone is prob laying around on the street somewhere..  Ya know… I lost it… I was texting and driving and chatting and driving and trying to check the latest news of all my hipster friends… I mean I was away from my computer after all.  What’s a guy supposed to do?

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So… Ya know… I got out of the car somewhere to get some gas or eat breakfast or something and it must of  fell out of the hole in my pocket.  My coats about 10 years old and I don’t have a tailor or sowing machine.  It’s just a theory… I simply have no idea….

Here comes the panic!

Where’s my cell phone???

Oh my god!! What am I gonna do?? I may be getting a VERY important call, text or astrological update RIGHT NOW!!!!  Uh… (looking everywhere)… It’s gone!!!

Did you have insurance on the phone??

Who the hell cares??? Money has nothing to do with it.. It’s all about missing the latest forwarded joke…Right? I gotta get a new one.. IMMEDIATELY!

So here it is New Years Day..  (oh the humanity) No phone for over 24 straight!

Well I had been ranting on FB about how all the hipsters have these cool Iphones and stuff and how I been trying to “fake it” by getting something that looks big from the ghetto carrier I use…. I got one a few weeks back but it crashed… It was kinna weak…

So because of all this “drama” I went ahead and got the I-phone “copy cat” that they offer and was pleasantly surprised…  Now I feel pretty freakin’ cool like the rest of you cats…

BUT

All my contacts are gone!

I didn’t do any kind of backup so now when I get a call or a text it looks like this:   From: 918 555 5433.

Who the heck is that?  Let me try to figure it out.. Hmmm? I dunno? It’s like…

“Hi Dave, how’s it goin”
Pretty good
You have a good weekend?
Yeah.. So..Who is this?
Oh you know who this is….
Uh… No I don’t

It’s gonna be a long week…But hey… At least I LOOK cool.