Lost & replaced

In case you remember the story with my lost & found iPhone, well the history is repreated unfortunately, so here I am without my Iphone once again, this time stupid way lost, looked for, called and closed, and since then not found, even replaced :))
The feeling that time? Sadness and nakedness, after an iPhone to turn to a tinny Samsung GT-E 1087T, whatever model this might be (maybe from 1087 as it sais :)) ), with a small screen where I can barely see the numbers and a funny old age sound, for more than 5 days... I even found myself in the metro ready to open google and search an address, but surprise, when I look in my hand, the tiny black phone was sitting there quiet, almost skared to see me in the eyes and say...I cannot do this :( After such events, the senses were satisfied properly with a new HTC Rhyme, of which I am a proud owner nowadays. All the features, all applications, but free, with Android, instead of creating profile and adding my bank account no so that Apple can charge me if I decide I wanna play full angry birds :)))
The feeling at this time? Well I must say I am not that happy as when I initially discovered the iPhone, but not dissapointed either. I am just bored I think, nothing new discovered in the new phone, nothing old missed that much, maybe just traumatised how can you lose an iPhone twice...duh...
Dear reader keep your smart phone in a lesh, it might go running away one day...and you'll be left dumb O.o

Lost & found

Usually I never lose things, I take good care of my keys, my phone, my head, however one thing I cannot take care of is my umbrella, so this is the only thing I always lose, no matter how big or fat or colorful it is : ))) But what happened last week made me reconsider my bad memory even in terms of umbrellas, because... I lost my fresh bought I-Phone 4.
Yes, exactly! Right after paying a lot of hundred euros for this sophisticated and fancy item, I found myself in the food court in Emirates Mall without being able to make a call. It was more than weird because I didn't even remember what I did with it, after leaving the beach. So the first option was the cab. I called the cab company "crying my heart out" that I need to find my phone. Of course they would call me as soon as they find something out, however I was very skeptic about this. And because my friends did not let me leave in peace without trying to do more to get it back, I decided that I will call the police and give the ID number of the phone to track it down and bring the "baby" back home.
Therefore after 2 days, the story continued with me thinking about my lost phone every minute of the day&night and calling to the police to ask what is the procedure to get track my item down. And while I was swearing that the line is busy since 20 minutes, a weird number is calling my mobile.
"Hello, did u lose an I-Phone?" You can imagine that my knees felt like jello and my voice started trembling..."Yes! I did!"
SURPRIZE!!! My phone was in Qatar as that moment, with a nice man who found it in the cab, took it with him just in case, cracked the pass-code , found out my number and gave me a call...from Doha-Qatar to Dubai-UAE to tell me that a friend of his will be coming in Dubai, not to worry, and he will send it back to me. How amazing is that?????!!!?!??
So after another 3 days, just as the man said, a friend of his came to Dubai and returned my "baby" to me.
At the moment, me and my "baby" are living happily ever after, trying to learn more about each other and enjoying every song and application together :D
"Si-am incalecat pe-o sa, si v-am spus povestea mea"