I kinda know how you feel. I met this guy, named Ralph, and he invited me to play soccer. I went and played, and then afterwards, I realized that my pager, that was in my pocket, was gone.

I felt like running and screaming, "Anybody have my pager!" I looked for it, but, it was a huge field, next to a school. I didn't use the pager for anything but keeping track of the Yankees, reading the news, and scrolling through other things, because it was a pager for someone who worked at CBS. My Sister worked there and it was her friend's.