We know that sometimes the human race manages to surprise me more than I surprise me alone.
Yesterday, after searching on the internet a bit of fitness, because what I found by turning five hours on foot were all too much of distant and too expensive, I boot into one that seemed to be close to home.
Indeed it was, and I finally offer a decent price. So I decide to join, but I have to train before returning home to get the stuff. In the afternoon, later, I start. Along the way I hear the sound of a motorcycle, around me, and a beak type on a cbr, blue, half that loses control in curve, SGAS to resume the trajectory, and sfionda the phone in the street. I always know that good, I bravely mezo momentum in the car to retrieve the pieces (Calculate your celluar Borello, nokia ignorant black, if you open a shell, which has the de 2 mp camera). but the genie is already gone horizon. around me to stop over with the two types, but I think that if they wanted to bugger her, and when they saw me from bulldozing saying "okay, if sin NBE and gone", and two pischelletti staying with his mother sitting at the table, excited, like a script from an event like that. I, for one thing I try to turn it on, but it lacks the sim, then I raise in the middle of the road and I see in the middle. But the problem is that it works No, because there is such na car passed over, and the phone is not the law. I decided then to start in the gym as planned, and to solve later, in the apartment, the matter.
and so I do.
Back home I take my two phones and I feel some changes in the sim, but my cell is unable to read (how the fuck do you spell read?) And then finally conclude that route, but even his cell phone because my law tells me something like Movil restringido, and wants a code of derestringimento. Now the question is if and only restringido vodafone nopn but let me explain the code, or whether restrijngido and type the code you need to use it. But if I tell him to come on without sim it turns on without problems. Spizzo them from the inbox, sign me a number and then I try to call him, but he does not answer anyone.
then this morning I left a msg, co written with my English certainly not perfect, what had happened. But I read it before sending it to a English unaware of all that understand it perfectly.
and here begins the best part. mezzaincazata get an answer that tells me more or less "I do not know Italian, you need them wrong, I know de big."
okay, I would gnaw er ass, I already sent 3 msg spiegattelo eg, if thou hast the brain of a pillar of salt I should not pay the COPLA, but if he knows that I know well, and then sent me a msg, suddenly clear, and I look forward answer. do not expect much, after 5 minutes I get a response that says it all "to thee my beauty that you have to dettop they misunderstood, I do not know any English, and Jacob."
and goes well, Hey, you won, I found the number on his cell phone for some divine reason.
are seriously tempting not to draw more, since I have spent a great deal in Spain, back home in CO 2 phones they could more good work.
bah
Gia
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