Someone gives a #@$&!

I lost my cell phone last week. It took me five days to notice it was missing. I spent an additional two days looking for it. Then I go a visitor. My parents had tried to call me several times during the last few days. Having no other way to contact me, they asked my sister to send me an e-mail. Which for reasons unknown never mad it to my inbox. She did manage to get ahold of my apartment’s maintenance manager. Who stopped by to see if I was alive. Which is comforting. It’s always nice to know that if I disappeared off the face of the Earth… someone would give a #@$&#!