8 days after the loss of phone number one, I was anxiously awaiting the arrival of the UPS man who was delivering my next phone. I heard the knock on the door of my sorority house and ran to the door in a sprint. The UPS man was terrified by my excitement and I am pretty sure he quit his job immediately after delivering my package. Oh well..at least I had a new phone. My mom was excited that she could also be able to contact me again. However, what she did not know was that this phone would be the second of many more UPS deliveries to come. This phone lasted about several months before it was lost yet again on the Tallahassee Strip. This loss was during a rather heroic act, and as I decided to assist in breaking up a fight between random boys who were outside Degraff Hall. Apparently once it turns midnight on a Thursday night, I am a very pacifistic person and thought it would be my job to keep these strapping young men out of a fist fight. Little did I know that I would be the one that would be losing in this fight. My phone must have flung out of my pocket and into the bushes, because when I returned to my dorm room around 3 a.m. it was no where to be found. Therefor Blackberry number 2's life had ended.
R.I.P Blackberry 2
October 2009-December 2009
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