But I want the WHITE phone!

So, you'll be happy to know that I finally got a replacement for my stolen phone, only it's the wrong color. I feel a bit like a 16 year old on My Super Sweet 16... But I bought the white phone because I wanted an ironic white hipster phone, you guys. I know, it only cost me $50 to replace it, instead of the full cost of the phone, but I just got that phone less than 2 months ago, and I better get a white one to replace the white one that got jacked, or I WILL HAVE A CONNIPTION FIT!

So anyway, I called Sprint and yelled at the woman who was on the other end (my mother said, "I'm sure you didn't yell, you were probably terse. You only yell at me, the dogs, your stepdad, and your boyfriend." This is probably true), and I finally got the account services department at Sprint (read: the woman they transfer you to when they know you're going to take your business elsewhere) and she hooked me up.

So now, I will have a new, white phone delivered to me at work on Monday, instead of it taking 2 weeks to get me the stupid, not cute black and blue one that I have right this second.

I also feel a little phone racist, after extolling the virtues of my white phone, and fully shunning the black one. But it's not that, I promise!