My Friday

This may be a shocker to some of you, not so much to others...my story about Friday
Come Friday morning I can't find my cell phone. I was absolutely lost without it, looking everywhere cause this phone is my lifeline, seriously. It's my only phone as I don't have a landline. Without it I feel vulnerable. Anyway, I remember having it the night before, in the car, going through the BK drive-thru. I didn't get out of the car until I got home so I know it couldn't be far. I'm trying to get ready for work Friday morning but all I can think about is this phone 'where is it?', 'where could it possibly walk off to?' I finally have to give up cause I have to leave for work. Larry was here that morning and said that he and Jarod (my son who was home sick from school) would find it. I didn't think anything of his statement, once in a while he can be helpful. I remember looking in the plastic bag that he had some of his stuff in for the phone, not to be found. I went in there to use his phone which I realize didn't work because he has a pre-pay and no minutes. I put his phone back and left for work.
First clue something was up: I NEVER turn my cell phone off. When you called it Friday morning it went straight to VM. Either it was dead or off, pretty sure it wasn't dead; I remember it had a good charge yet. I called again maybe 10 min later and wualla! it was on; no answer, ring, ring, ring and goes to VM. I know now that someone has it. At this point I still wasn't convinced Larry had it. I thought perhaps I dropped it outside and someone picked it up. I texted myself, from a friends phone, asking to please return it. No response.
Finally I get a call around 9:30a at work from Larry. He tells me that he found my phone in his plastic bag; said that he accidentally put it in there. He wasn't sure how that happend he continues to tell me.
NOW...it is all starting to make sense. I looked in that plastic bag so I know he lied. He always turns his phone off when he's not using it. He would have turned it off so I didn't find the phone when my alarm went off the next morning. My son tells me it was probably in his jacket pocket. Damn it, the one place in this house I didn't look was in his jacket pockets! I knew he was out of minutes so if he needed to make/receive calls he would have wanted to use mine. It was still out of character for him, mostly anyway to pull this type of thievery. But I knew he had done this sort of thing in the past and it just wasn't impossible. I know the deal now.
Oh that's not all... This is the funny, Karma's gonna kick you in the ass right away part!!! Unbeknownst to Larry, when you turn my phone off and back on, it is locked. HAHAHAHA! That dumb mother f*****! He has no clue what my code is so all that work, all the thought he put into his plan was for nothing. The phone would ring, but he couldn't answer it. He couldn't make any calls.
I got home but didn't say anything; I wanted to see where his head was first. He was PISSED! The plan prior to this was for him to stay over cause I had to work at 5am. He didn't even consider that at this point - he was getting his boots on to walk home cause he was so mad. We argued a little about money (that's a whole different blog) he orders me to give him the s off my phone that have been calling because he was expecting a call from the VA. I tell him that all the calls are mine and to fuck off. He leaves.
Moral of the story. If you want something as simple as to use a person's phone...just ask.
My comments to Larry will be something along these line (more in depth I'm sure): For real, Larry, you could have asked like a normal person would. Instead, you decide to try and trick me, deceive me. I'm done. I'm walking away, cutting the cord as a friend puts it. If you really love someone you don't pull stunts like this, you don't treat them like this. You have finally crossed that line that lets me be okay without you. I will be okay without you.

Whackly's Vernacular

In response to Whacly's idea - posting phrases, I'm posting this quote that I'm pretty sure I made up. I've never seen or heard it anywhere so I'm going to assume I did for the sake of laziness; not wanting to look it up:)

"The question is not whether you can steal my heart or not; What are you going to do with it once you've got it?"