Sprint to fat camp

woahhhh... sorry this first blog is probably gonna get a little messy or look at all what i wuld like it to be lookin (stylin with a purple backround and gold lettering) LAKERS ALL DAY EVERYDAY! but yeahhh... this shit is com-pli-cat-ed. was chillin ridin around beautiful studio city im my beloved red on red lexus is 300... listenin to my trunk beat as loud as the shit would go with the windows down and i decide to stop into the new sprint store on riverside  and laurel in studio city (its right next to famous cupcakes...) so it seemed to me like a win-win, i get my wireless hotspot workin AND stuff my fat face with four va-va-vanilla cupcakes while i wait. seems feesible... right? wrong.  okay.... so i cant fix my router today.. whatever im not tripin. can i shut off my other line since i cant find that phone? sureeeeeee.... but wait.... isnt it just my lucky motherfuckin day!!! just when i was going to close my 2nd line im eligible for a full upgrade!!!! get this... this is how down to the exact day i happen to be eligible i was - she had to call in and have them move it to today!!! shit was eligible june fuckin 1st! its like they do it on purpose! "oh u just have that one lame ass 3G phone? pshhh yeah thats completely obsolete  look at all these brand new shis with shit u think u really need but... well actually u will probably fuckin DIE without them now...better just buy it before we are sold out which is prob in about 5min from now!" so here i am holding this shiny, beautiful phone that will look, if i buy it, like a piece of trash within one or two weeks tops... but lets put those rational thoughts aside... "i want it". She asks the person I was talking to before, the tech guy  and he tells her which phone I want which is, btw, THE WRONG PHONE! Which just so happens to cost 200 instead of 100 like the one I wanted. I didn't really check the phone to make sure since I had a really important cupcake place to hit up. While she activated my phone I got cupcakes, talked to the Armenians waiting for me outside the store who i ended up giving my # to (i'll never answer the phone for.... but at least they feel good). When she hands me the phone to type in my gmail I realize there is no keyboard.... wrong phone. Sooooooo she returns the phone and switches the the number over to the right phone. The Samsung Galaxy S (totally amazing phone, the best one Ive ever had). Now by this time two guys come wandering in, one black and one white, mid-twenties, and I can't help but wonder if they are a couple. If so the black guy was the bitch, which made me laugh out loud for no reason like an asshole. Shes finishing up my phone so i drop off my shit in the car real quick. While im in my car this 250+ woman pulls up all crazy next to me in a huge suburban, leaving maybe 5 inches of space between my bright red lexus and her shitty ass primer black gas guzzling suburban. In her hand she holds a fuckin massive ice-cream cone which has melted all down her fuckin hand. Her double chin is in full force bulging out like a bull-frog. "Fucking shit... this bitch is NOT about to try and get out of her car right here... shes gonna bang the shit out of my poor car" SO, being the upstanding and kind citizen I am, I back up and into the handicap parking with my hazards on and run in. "OMG u guys this fat chick almost hit my car she..." before I can even finish the white guy chimes in "that's not very nice what if we called you a lady gaga wannabe?" Breathe... just breathe..... "Ummmmm well u can call me whatever you want I don't give a fuck... Just don't bash up my car. BTW I HATE lady gaga." :-D Such a fake smile but whatever. I look up and what do you know, she, ironically, has to go to Sprint as well. She makes her way in there, talks to the person who points her to the section Im at and tells her she has to wait... OH I DIDN'T KNOW THERE WAS ONLY ONE TECH GUY.... blah blah blah... and so the bitching starts outta this heffers mouth. Ughhh I HATE fat miserable people. So Im waiting for my router or whatever, this fat ass has the nerve to say "IS that you parked in the handicap place? cause this guy out here is handicapped and can't find parking!" "um yeah i parked there for a sec because this is supposed to be quick" "Well you better go move it!" "yeah um I guess so ....." OMFG r u kidding? I walk outside cursing and look to see a handicap spot open right next to mine and no handicap guy circling the lot. Wait a min, did i just move my shit for this bitch and now shes telling me to move my fucking car? I storm back in, "THERES NO HANDICAP MAN OUT THERE YOU FUCKING LYING" "No I saw him you.." "NO, NO YOU DIDN'T YOU WERE LYING AND THERES A HANDICAP PARKING SPACE RIGHT NEXT TO MINE!" "He must not have seen it.." "HE MUST NOT HAVE EXISTED! I MOVED MY CAR TO HELP YOU OUT SO YOU COULD FIT" "I didn't need help I was fine.... the handicapped need help, help them." "YOU WERE GOING TO BASH MY CAR IN WITH YOUR DOOR YOU HAD NO ROOM!" Ughhhh Ill pick up my router later. PEACE niggaz. Lol godddd damnnnnnnn . All for  a damn phone. It's pretty amazing phone though. Good thing I LOVE it.. or i woulda had to choke a bitch.