After sending the phone off for repair, I went down to get a drink. On the way down the escalator I saw a loving couple kissing near me. We aren't talking just kissing each other in the cheek or the forehead, oh no. Just flat out face-sucking, full-on French kissing.
Of course I had no words for that and I was just looking at them with a "get a room" WTF face.
That wasn't the worst (best) part. There was another loving couple just behind me and they were going "ooooooh!" at them. So I looked at them, my face still frozen at the "get a room" WTF face from earlier. They laughed when they saw me look back at them.
A few hours later I had driving lesson and my instructor was asking me why my face was so red. I'd like to think it was because I was in a rush and the weather was hot (that was what I told the instructor), but I can't deny it was partly also because I saw something really shameless a few hours ago.
I guess deep down inside I'm really like this character:
Epilogue
In the end sending the phone was kind of an unnecessary action since I could have just gone through my service provider and gotten a full replacement, so I immediately requested the phone to be returned to me (forfeiting the evaluation charge) and got the entire phone replaced.
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