Dead? Oh sometimes I wish the same thing. But no, you are not dead. And you didn't do anything but incur the love of a God named Gigi. Trust me I am not shitting you - you could ask Her, and that's what She'll say.
You can try bashing the blackberry, it will do you no good... they kind of are indestructible, being made by God and all.
Oh, come on now, can you think of any other black hair, hook nose individual that would deem it appropriate to talk down to you in this fashion?