I sent out a mass email last night informing people I had my new Treo phone stolen from me playing basketball here in Queens and asked for everyone to email their updated contact information.
A lot of people did respond to the request and were extremely sympathetic.
Although, a handful of them felt they could help me by “trumping” my troubles with their own.
Examples:
“If it makes you feel any better, I had to buy a new pair of glasses for $350 because my little niece broke them.”
“If you it makes you feel any better, I missed a $1200 gig because of the weather and still had to pay for the cost of the airline tickets. ”
“If you it makes you feel any better, I had to replace my entire muffler system today at Midas.”
As a born and raised consuming, self-serving American, I didn’t tell them because I wanted to be a sounding board for their problems. I told them because I just needed them to be a good listener.
One friend had the audacity to say,
“If it makes you feel any better, my wife just had a miscarriage.”
Who cares? I lost my phone.
You can always make another baby. I can’t just have sex with my girlfriend and magically have a Treo be born nine months later. I have to fork over $375 for a new one. That’s devastating.
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