Monday, January 29, 2007

It Shouldn't be This Hard!

So, I have been trying to purchase a phone for quite some time now and am about to lose it at Sprint. The transaction that I want to take place between me and the super "helpful" people inside the store is simple: I want a new phone and they have new phones. I will give them money in exchange for the new phone. Easy, right? Not so much. Below, please find my Sprint Saga.

Try #1:

Me and the Mr. wander into our local Sprint store and look around, pick out the phones we'd like and wait. And waaaait and wait. Finally after about 45 minutes in the store we ask someone who clearly doesn't care whether someone might be able to help us (they make you sign in and you wait for your name to be called, but no one was helping anyone really) and the look of disgust and sigh that screamed "Oh fiiiiiine" was my reward. But I will commend her she did drag herself off her lazy ass and asked us what we wanted. When we told her what phones we'd like she said, "Don't have em" and ran off into the back. Totally frustrated we head home.

Try #2:

Several months after the first incident we finally decide to try again and this time go to a different Sprint store, foolishly and niavely thinking the service would be better. This time we'd already picked out the phones we wanted, we had called the store beforehand to ensure they were in stock and we went in the middle of the daytime when most people are *working* (not so apparently). Still we are met with the sign in sheet and a 50 minute wait. Once it is our turn we are told one of the phones we want is back ordered. "But we called an hour ago! Did they just sell the last one?" Oh.... no they didn't apparently, "Nah, they haven't been in all month...". Thanks again sprint!

Then I gave up trying for almost a year. Our contract ran out and our phones went to hell. Mine no longer carries a charge for more then 15 minutes of talk time and the Mr's has a volume problem where he has to sort of scream to be heard. So, I decided it was time no matter how painful to get the new my work is paying for me to pick out whatever PDA I want so I can further sell my soul to "the man".

Try #3 (Today):

So, I have called and had a conversation with several people over at Sprint. They say they have the phones and everything seems good. I pick a store in a nice area where most people are working hoping that would cut down on the wait time (it didn't) but I was sorely mistaken. Apparently, "We have plenty of them in stock" is code for "We don't have any and I have no idea when we will!".

So Sprint, I must ask....What the fuck is wrong with you? All I want is a damn phone and you SELL phones....why don't you just sell one to me? How is it possible that you are always out of the phone I want (which is never an unusual model) even when I call and make someone go physically look for the phone? At this point, I am not on a contract anymore and while I really wanted to stick with Sprint you are literally making it impossible for me to do that. My phone is broken, I really need another and apparently I need a PDA. If you wont sell me one I am afraid I really will need to go elsewhere.

Luckily for me when I called Sprint up and told them this they let me order the phones on the phone (and wait like 3 days for them) and gave me an extra $250 off. I am still pissed but at least I am getting a new phone. I just don't get the problem, why is there always such a huge ass wait and so many useless employees milling around? Don't most people have to have jobs in order to pay for their phones? Well if so what the fuck are all these people constantly doing at the Sprint store?

Well, I guess I'll never know. I am just glad its over.

First Year :)

Wednesday, January 24, 2007

What to Say?

Well, I haven't blogged in a bit because I don't really have much to say. I am back in school and that seems to be going well, work is busy, and all else is generally the same/well. I guess the only thing I really have to share is that I realized how much I DON'T miss certain things about law school.

The number one thing I don't miss is listening to the inane conversations law students are having all around me. Now, I like studying the law, and its interesting and all....But at some point you need to develop something else to talk about. While eating dinner before my classes I just love listening to the riveting arguments going on all around me. And by riveting I mean they make the people having the conversation sound like a conceited ass-bag. So, as an appeal to my fellow law students....Just have some dinner, try talking about your plans for the weekend, or about anything else other then some inane news article with "immense potential for global ramifications" (shut up!). You love to argue, you love to hear the sound of your own voice, I get it.....Believe me I do, but please take a break.

Well, I didn't mean for that to turn into a rant. Its only the 3rd week back and I am already about to strangle certain classmates (the talker, the joker, the person who doesn't read but uses big words to make it sound like he does), this blog should be filling up with law school rants soon enough.

Side Rant: When it snows could you at least *try* to clean *some* of the snow off of your car? I almost died when a huge sheet of ice and snow flew off your car and right into mine. Its really unsafe, and since you had 3 children in car seats in your back seats I would think safety would be important to you. But apparently not, you're too busy and important to take 5 minutes to prepare your car for driving. Thanks, next time I hope its you who meets an asshat who decided to use highway as a snow scraper.

First Year-

Tuesday, January 09, 2007

Stop Honking!!!

Dear Asshole driving down Eye Street behind me,

First of all, fuck you! What the hell do you keep honking at me for? I am truly confused, please tell me what I can do better.

The first time I thought it was just a fluke. Surely you wouldn't be honking at someone stopped at a RED light, because red means stops. Then I wondered if I were in your way of making a right hand turn on the red, and sadly since we were in the middle lane this couldn't have been the care. So, what is it exactly that you are trying to get across with your long and loud honks?

The second time was a little more understandable, if we didn't all know the rule about not blocking the box. You see, the light was in fact green and on first inspection you'd think it was well within my right to go. However, you might not have noticed the 30-40 cars crammed into the lanes on the block across the intersection, leaving my car no place to be that was not actually IN the middle of the intersection. Now I know someone as wonderful as you are would probably go ahead and pull into the middle of the street knowing that you'd get stuck there because you don't care about looking like an ass, being in a dangerous situation, and aggrivating everyone else. But thats not me, so I am sory I stopped at the green light. I would do it again.

And of course my personal favorite, as I rolled up to a light that had been yellow to begin with, I didn't decide to blow the light. Oh you were livid! You honked and honked and it went on for so long I thought you must have some sort of super horn that will emit the obnoxious for minutes at a time! I don't know if I enjoyed that more then the ever popular shot rapid fire honking. In any case, your honking really made my evening. Thanks. I suppose if I had blown through the red light and the DC police office who was sitting at the intersection I was crossing (and might possibly smash right into him) had given me a ticket you would have paid for it? I bet you would have, I mean you wanted to get through the light so badly.

So there you have it, you honk if I stop at a red, or a yellow, and especially a green. You seem to be unwilling to judge road conditions for whether one should go or not go. It must have been clear to you that I was not paying you any attention, so why keep honking? I can understand a short little beep beep to indicate that you're not pleased with something I have done. But do you need to lay on your horn the entire time the light I am stopped at is red (or red and yellow or red and yellow and green)?

In any case, I hate you. I hope you get into a deadly accident with an innaminate object. People like you should not be on the road, I can only wish misfortune unto you. Please don't breed and pass down your idiot genes. This was not the best day to mess with me, it was my first back at school, I was determined to not let it get to me, and I didn't.

Thanks :)

First Year

Wednesday, January 03, 2007

Happy New Year :)

Sorry for the lack of posts around the Holidays but things have just been so hectic. I decided I wanted to welcome in the New Year with a computer crash that killed half of the work I've done foer 2 months in our accounting software. Well I dealt with that and now I am back, wasting precious time at work with you all :)

I hope everyone here had a good new year and holiday. Mine were pretty low key. I got some clothing under the tree and a few new earrings, nothing to exciting. For NYE we stayed home and watched the law and order SVU marathon.

And now I am just enjoying the last of my freedom, I am back to class next week.

Yikes! I feel like a kid on the first day of kindergarden! What if the other kids don't like me? What if the teacher hates me? What if its to hard? and so on.

Well me and my neorosis will go back to work. I'll have a real post up when I feel like it!
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