So I had this awesome HTC One X. When I got home I dropped it on the garage floor. Since my hands were full, I opted to come back and get it later. Fast forward to after dinner; I forgot it was there and went to the store to get my lovely pregnant wife some peanut butter chocolate chip cookies she was craving. I ran over my beautiful phone. My goal now is to see how much cognac I can consume while retaining consciousness.
And no, I don't have the fucking accidental damage replacement plan because I thought it cost too much with the co-pay.