I feel like someone has chopped off my right arm – I think I’ve lost my Palm. It’s got my whole life on it, luckily password protected, but it’s still my life and someone else is walking around with it. Now I’m going to have to get a new one and restore all the info, a very expensive inconvenience.
Whoever has picked it up can’t but help notice a stack of my business cards inside the cover, complete with my mobile number and email address. Bastard. You can’t recharge it, synchronise or update it without the cradle so I hope you enjoy it, whoever you are, but just remember that Karma applies to computers too.