I don't know what to do. I am so pissed off with my own organization. More that there are none. More then before but still not much.
When I was in high school, I had to ask the handyman in the school to open my locker or to use the spare key more or less all the time.
I had to copy my key, I don't know how many times.
I lost my phones, and my bank cards.
And now it was time again.
My new phone, new new new phone.
Gone. Lost. Disappeared.
At least a taxi driver that might not earn to much money got a good phone. That's what I am trying to think.
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